But this was only the beginning. As the Northern Underworld Body Protection Art and Kunpeng Step condensed into martial abilities, Xia Ping sensed that the third martial art, the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art, was beginning to transform as well.
Vital energy surged through the void, instantly condensing into a black talisman. It seemed to contain a sharp arrow, radiating terrifying arrow energy with the power to pierce through space.
Anyone who saw the arrow would feel as if their soul had been pierced. The black talisman radiated an ominous aura, like a curse. Once it locked onto an enemy, it would pursue them relentlessly until one of them was dead.
"So powerful. It actually contains the power of a curse."
A cold glint flickered in Xia Ping's eyes. Only after reaching the Divine Ability Realm had he realized that the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art had barely begun to reveal its true power. It was not merely an unparalleled hidden-weapon technique; it also contained the power of a curse.
If it released even a trace of dark, cursed energy, it would cling to an enemy for life. If the user was powerful enough, they could nail an enemy to death from a hundred miles away. Its power was boundless.
Now that the technique had transformed into a martial ability, its power had increased several times over.
He reached out with one hand. Mana gathered in the void and instantly took the shape of a black arrow, which he hurled forward.
Pfft!
The black arrow immediately pierced through the mountain. The rock face was as fragile as tofu, and the arrow continued flying for dozens of kilometers, piercing through dozens of mountains in succession.
The rock faces it pierced were immediately corroded by the black aura, leaving behind deep holes.
Only after