Zhang Daoling's expression suddenly changed, and his body involuntarily shifted to the side. At some point, an arrow had appeared in his right chest. Even stranger, no blood flowed from the wound.
"How... how is this possible? I didn't sense a thing."
At that moment, the arrow suddenly dissolved, turning into a pool of black water at Zhang Daoling's wound. It gradually spread outward, while the surrounding flesh slowly lost its vitality.
It looked as though an evil force was devouring all life from it. The situation was extremely dangerous.
Zhang Daoling's expression changed sharply. He hurriedly mobilized the Xiantian Qi within him, frantically suppressing this devouring force. Yet he discovered that his Xiantian Qi, in the process of containing it—
Not only had little effect, but quite a bit of its power had been devoured instead. Completely purging it would likely take considerable time, and the current situation simply would not allow him to do so.
At that moment, a figure slowly appeared above Zhang Daoling. He emerged without a sound, and no one could discern his aura. His entire body seemed fused with the surrounding space, making him difficult to detect.
This person was the black-robed Demon Emperor. His gaze fell upon Zhang Daoling, his expression slightly solemn. "You were struck by my Devouring Demon Arrow and still managed to suppress it to this extent immediately. Your strength truly cannot be underestimated!"
At this moment, two Demon Emperors also appeared beside the black-robed Demon Emperor. Their gazes fell upon him, and faint apprehension surfaced in their eyes. This kind of silent assassination was the hardest to guard against; even in their eyes, it was extremely dangerous.
Zhang Daoling's face darkened as he thought, *So this rat has finally made his move. The price is a little steep, but