Chapter 368

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Chapter 368"Trying to pull me down?" The grey-robed old monk felt the weight pressing down on him and the powerful force pulling him. He immediately understood Lu Qing’s intentions. How could he let Lu Qing have his way? At once, golden light emerged from his body as he desperately broke free from the Earth Vein Magnetism binding him. The small golden boat beneath his feet also radiated light, generating a tremendous force. Like a flying fish breaking free from a net, the boat carried the grey-robed monk as he quickly retreated. "Such a pity." Seeing the old monk break free from the Earth Vein Magnetism and retreat, Lu Qing silently lamented. The power to control the Earth Vein Magnetism with the Earth Spirit Bead had its limits. At his current level, the area in which he could completely control the Earth Vein Magnetism extended roughly one hundred zhang in every direction. The old monk was just a bit too far from him. Furthermore, considering that the other party was at the Foundation Establishment Realm, it was indeed unrealistic to think he could pull him down from the air using only the Earth Vein Magnetism. However, the old monk's retreat left him with no time to react, giving Lu Qing another opportunity. He stretched out his arm, instantly seizing the gold shuttle being suppressed within his domain and tossed it into his Heaven and Earth One Qi Bag. Due to the distance, the old monk’s control over the gold shuttle weakened significantly, and before he could react, Lu Qing successfully stashed it in the Heaven and Earth One Qi Bag. "How is that possible?!" Realizing he could no longer sense the gold shuttle, the old monk's face finally changed. The gold shuttle had long been refined to the point where it was connected to his mind, responding to his every thought. By all accounts, even if Lu Qing managed to seize it temporarily, he shouldn’t have been able to erase his Soul Imprint on it so quickly. But now, he could not sense the gold shuttle at all. There was only one possible explanation. The old monk’s gaze fell on the Heaven and Earth One Qi Bag hanging at Lu Qing’s waist. "A demon—who would have thought you’d possess a spatial artifact!" Looking at the unassuming bag at Lu Qing’s waist, the old monk found it hard to believe. He knew that spatial artifacts were incredibly rare. Even on Xuankong Mountain, there was only one, and it was held by the abbot. Yet this mysterious figure with the ghostly face also possessed one. Though the old monk found it unbelievable, he knew that the disappearance of his gold shuttle could only be explained by this. Only a spatial artifact could completely block his sense of connection with his Soul Imprint. At that moment, the old monk began to question Lu Qing's true identity. A powerful figure, wielding a rare spatial artifact... In his mind, only a handful of places could harbor someone with such capabilities. "Demon, who are you, truly? You hide in the shadows, unwilling to show your true face. Could it be you’re from one of the other major secret realms?" He stared intently at Lu Qing, hoping to glean some insight from his movements. "My identity doesn’t matter." Seeing the monk misunderstand, Lu Qing did not explain. He had gone to great lengths to disguise himself and conceal his identity. If the disguise didn’t work, it didn’t matter much; but if it did, he would have gained an advantage. "Bald donkey, all you need to know is that this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!" Lu Qing rasped, his voice chilling. Suddenly, he brandished a bow, nocking an arrow faster than the eye could follow. In the blink of an eye, he released fourteen arrows in rapid succession. They flew out, tracing intricate paths to form an arrow array, and shot towards the grey-robed old monk high above. The Arrow Technique: Fourteen-Arrow Array! Ever since breaking through and advancing in level, Lu Qing’s archery skills had also improved considerably. His former Seven Stars in a Row had now evolved directly into the Fourteen-Arrow Array. While each individual arrow was not particularly powerful, together, they created an array. Their interconnected energy vastly surpassed any previous arrows Lu Qing had unleashed. Furthermore, the fourteen arrows continued to draw in spiritual energy from their surroundings during flight, growing ever more potent. As the arrow array approached, the old monk’s expression grew grave. His opponent's techniques seemed endless. First, it was blade skills, then a domain, then the Earth Vein Magnetism, and now an arrow array—something few bothered to cultivate. Most importantly, each of these techniques was formidable, reaching the level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. When had such a monster appeared in this world? Could it be that this man was not from one of the other secret realms after all? Such thoughts flashed through the old monk's mind. However, this was no time for distractions. Sensing the speed of the approaching arrow array, the old monk knew that attempting to retreat on his golden boat would be futile; it would catch up to him in an instant. To make matters worse, his flying artifact lacked any substantial defensive arrays. Left with no other option, he focused entirely on controlling the boat beneath him, dodging the approaching arrows as layers of golden light shimmered around him. Lu Qing's ever-changing techniques had made the old monk wary. Without knowing whether these arrows harbored any tricks, he was reluctant to make contact with them. Thus, an unusual scene unfolded in the sky—a dozen streaks of light chased a single golden figure, tracing long arcs across the heavens. True to his Foundation Establishment level, the old monk evaded Lu Qing’s arrows, each of which had an arcane trajectory that blocked every direction. Yet time and again, he managed to slip through with the narrowest of margins, his every move seemingly under perfect control. After dodging another arrow, he calculated that this was the thirteenth one. He only needed to evade one more arrow, and Lu Qing’s array would be broken. A hint of relief flickered in the old monk’s heart. As he prepared to dodge the final arrow, a sudden sense of intense danger welled up within him. The threat came from below. He glanced downward, his face suddenly paling. There, beneath him, stood Lu Qing, gazing up at him calmly. Most importantly, he was now within a hundred zhang—a perilously close range. In his efforts to dodge the arrow array, the old monk had unknowingly descended to within a hundred zhang of the ground. "Not good!" A hint of panic crossed the old monk’s face as he attempted to steer the boat upwards. But it was too late. Lu Qing smiled and made a grasping motion with his hand. "Finally caught you. Now, come down!" With that gesture, the old monk felt a powerful force constricting him. Instantly, his body grew impossibly heavy. And this time, the binding force was several times stronger than before. No matter how he struggled, or how brightly his golden boat glowed, he could not resist the pulling force. He plummeted rapidly from the sky, down toward Lu Qing. Soon, he was within ten zhang, his panic-stricken expression clearly visible. Yet, just then, his face of panic was suddenly replaced by a look of triumph. "Demon, did you really think you had captured me? Prepare to die!" As his voice fell, a blinding golden light burst forth from above Lu Qing’s head. An overwhelmingly powerful aura descended from above...

Chapter 368

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