Dead Silence Power, Life Qi, and Seven Needles of Yanmen were all useless against Saint Bow. The absolute gap in realms was difficult to overcome. Since that was the case, there was only one option: Divine Silent Arrow.
Once he used it, Saint Bow would either be controlled or die here. There was no other choice.
Lu Yin felt as though his soul was being devoured. Karma was essentially the soul—it was the sum of one's past experiences.
He didn't hesitate any longer. He raised both arms,
learning from Li Luo Chen Shuai, using momentum as the bow and Time as String. Divine Silent Arrow.
Divine power surged from his bone marrow, while Dead Silence Power flowed from his bone membranes. The green and black forces intertwined, forming an arrow in an instant. He shot it.
Divine Silent Arrow.
It was hard to describe the feeling. Two completely different forces intertwined in an instant. That instant alone gave Lu Yin the illusion that he was being torn apart. Saint Bow felt something even stranger. The moment divine power and Dead Silence Power intertwined, they formed a point, illuminating a cosmic starry sky unlike any before, illuminating its ignorance and an indescribable terror.
A bone-chilling cold came with that speck of light. Saint Bow could only stare blankly as it drew closer. What, exactly, was it?
Crack!
The sound of something breaking rang clearly in Saint Bow's ears. It stared blankly ahead as Divine Silent Arrow shot into the Palm Bottle, shattering and piercing through it. The two forces then erupted, as if they were about to throw the entire universe into chaos. A terrifying vortex swept across Saint Bow and forced it back. It spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to believe what had happened.
Impossible. Impossible! The Palm