Song Qingshu's gaze sharpened. These steel needles were swift and densely packed, somewhat like the legendary, mysterious Pear Blossom Rain Needle. Though Huang Rong was no weakling, these concealed weapons were far too vicious. He dared not take the slightest risk, hurriedly changed direction, and used Within Reach, Yet Worlds Apart. With one step, he was already standing before Huang Rong.
Just as that terrifying cluster of steel needles reached them, Song Qingshu hurriedly released his internal energy, setting up a wall of air before him that blocked every single needle.
Even with Song Qingshu's current cultivation, he could not help letting out a muffled groan. The needles carried far too much force; even his formidable wall of air had nearly been pierced through. Though he had been forced to defend in haste, he had not experienced such a sensation in a very long time.
No wonder the martial world says the Pear Blossom Rain Needle specifically pierces inner true qi. Countless top experts have fallen to this sinister concealed weapon. If Grandmaster hadn't once inspired me with the principle of overcoming hardness with softness, I might really have been injured by it. Song Qingshu clicked his tongue inwardly.
"Go after him! Don't let that thief get away!" Huang Rong hurriedly pointed in the direction the masked man had fled. Having witnessed the tragic state of Shen Garden, she hated that man to the marrow.
"Alright!" Song Qingshu had been thinking the same thing. With no time to say anything more to Huang Rong, he flashed away in pursuit of the direction where the masked man had vanished.
Though the other party had used schemes twice to delay him, Song Qingshu was confident that with his lightness skill, catching up to him would not be difficult.
Sure enough, he soon