Ahead stood a giant ten meters tall, perfectly still, his huge eyes fixed on Lu Yin. A bow and arrows were slung across his back, and he wore crude cloth clothes, making him look like a savage. Yet this man alone gave Lu Yin an overwhelming sense of danger. The giant's battle power was likely above six hundred thousand—perhaps even seven hundred thousand.
"You're that kid from the Fifth Continent, Lu Yin? I heard Tai Mo Hall listens to you. Get it to join my Arrow Sect, and I'll let you leave today," the giant said in a booming voice.
Lu Yin raised his head. "I inherited the Nine Cauldrons Battle Skill. You'd still let me leave?"
The giant grinned and raised a hand, knocking hard on the cauldron. It rang out with a deep clang. "What good is this thing? Is it stronger than my arrows? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come here. Give me your answer: your life, or Tai Mo Hall?"
"I'll take your life!" Lu Yin shouted, raising his hand and unleashing Void Palm.
The invisible palm print crossed the void and struck the giant. His body merely shuddered. He looked down at himself. "Good power, but it's useless." As he spoke, he took out his bow and arrow and aimed at Lu Yin.
At that moment, Lu Yin's scalp prickled. The surrounding void seemed frozen in place. A soft chime rang out. So fast! A Star Chessboard appeared beneath his feet. He tried to move, but couldn't. With a bang, a gigantic arrow struck him. Lu Yin spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale. His Micro Battle Armor had blocked the arrow, but it couldn't dispel the force of the impact—especially not from an arrow a full five meters