The contempt in Qin Shaofeng's eyes deeply stung the Blood Shadow Sect Master. With a sweep of his hand, a majestic aura immediately blanketed the entire hall.
"What an arrogantly reckless brat!"
The Blood Shadow Sect Master roared, then continued, "Today, I will make you pay for everything you have done!"
The Blood Shadow Sect Master spread open one palm. Several exceedingly fine silver needles lay flat upon it. Yet upon closer inspection, one would find that the needles were engraved with tiny, exquisite, mysterious patterns, and within those crevices were inlaid the most poisonous toxins under heaven.
The hair-thin silver needles emanated dense Black Qi. The Blood Shadow Sect Master wrapped them in his spiritual energy and made them float into the air.
"Qin Shaofeng, this time, you're dead for certain!"
The Blood Shadow Sect Master spoke with complete confidence, though his gaze could not help falling upon the silver needles in his hand.
These were treasures he had spent a long time refining. He had never used them on anyone before; today, Qin Shaofeng would be the lucky first.
Qin Shaofeng did not know what the Blood Shadow Sect Master was thinking, but the silver needles in his hand had indeed caught his attention.
The dignified Blood Shadow Sect Master could never possibly use silver needles as weapons, so these needles surely had another purpose.
Before Qin Shaofeng could figure it out, the Blood Shadow Sect Master had already aimed the tips of the needles at him.
"Qin Shaofeng, go ahead and taste the power of my poisoned needles!"
Several dozen silver needles shot toward Qin Shaofeng at once, every one of them aimed at vital acupoints on his body.
If all those needles entered his body, Qin Shaofeng would have only one road left: death.
Qin Shaofeng