Shen Jingxian

Yang Xiao followed Shen Jingxian through the deserted streets and alleys.

Shen Jingxian walked ahead at an unhurried pace, his expression calm.

But Yang Xiao noticed that the man in blue occasionally raised a finger as he walked, tapping lightly at the air.

With every tap, an exceedingly subtle pulse of spiritual energy shot from his fingertip, though its purpose was unclear.

Yang Xiao frowned.

The fluctuations were so faint that he would never have detected them without his formidable physique and sharpened senses.

Shen Jingxian offered no explanation. He simply continued forward, occasionally tapping the air.

They passed through several streets and alleys, gradually approaching the city center.

Just then, Yang Xiao's gaze fell on the steaming demon corpses lining the street.

Lesser demons in the Liquid Condensation Realm lay everywhere, and there were even quite a few in the Aperture-Opening Realm among them.

What caught Yang Xiao's attention, however, was the blue arrow of spiritual energy embedded between each corpse's brows.

Each arrow was only as thick as a finger, formed entirely from condensed spiritual energy. As time passed and that energy dissipated, they had almost blended into the air, becoming impossible to spot without a close look.

Yang Xiao stopped involuntarily and crouched to examine one.

The arrow had pierced the demon between the brows and exited through the back of its head, killing it with a single shot. There was no sign of a struggle.

At the end of the alley lay several more demon corpses, each with an identical blue arrow between its brows.

Suddenly, he understood.

As Shen Jingxian walked, he had been hunting demons from afar.

Those transparent arrows were utterly silent, fired from great distances with unerring accuracy. The demons had died before they could even react.

Yang Xiao looked at the