The Immortal Slaying Crossbows used by Tongzhu Kingdom's officers and soldiers were weapons Confucian cultivators used against the Daoist sect. Even well-trained Daoist soldiers found them difficult to withstand, let alone the retainers of these Confucian cultivator families. The moment they made contact, after the first screams rang out, the gut-wrenching howls became unceasing. The Zhu family retainers truly did not wish to cry out, but the Immortal Slaying Crossbows were simply too tyrannical. Once an arrow shot through, it would pierce straight through the body, bursting from the back with blood and flesh. That absolute pain was enough to tear one's heart and lungs apart; they could not help but open their mouths...
"Boom..." While Xian Lao was still stunned, he suddenly felt a gale howl before his eyes. He hurriedly looked up and indeed saw a black shadow. Within it, hundreds of inscriptions were like death-chasing proclamations, roaring as they charged before his face. Xian Lao opened his mouth and spat out a breath of true qi. Several streams of Vast Righteous Qi crashed down at once, like great hands blocking before him, barely wrenching the flying arrow slightly off course. With a light "whoosh," the Immortal Slaying Crossbow bolt flew past Xian Lao's ear, and several white hairs drifted down in response!
"How... how could we possibly charge into Qianyu Mountain??" In an instant, Xian Lao had weighed the gains and losses. He knew that under these circumstances, it was absolutely impossible to break through this chain of camps, and in his urgency, he was about to issue the order to retreat. Yet the situation was far more dire than he had imagined. "Clang..." A Golden Chirping Sound rang out from some dozen zhang beneath him. It was so shrill, so soul-shaking. A wild wind sprang up