“Ah—” Papi San finally came to a halt, but it was merely a fleeting pause. An indomitable roar pierced through the clouds, his untamed wildness refusing to admit defeat, especially not within the imperial palace that symbolized ultimate authority!
A barrage of magical artifacts descended like mountains collapsing overhead. Qiao San first bent his waist low, then suddenly straightened his spine, shook his shoulders, trembled his arms, and in that instant, the moment he threw back his head with a howl, the ruffian seemed to grow into a colossal figure towering between heaven and earth!
Each magical treasure was sent flying backward by the counterforce. Papi San firmly stepped forward his third stride. With a mere thought, his sword pierced through the Left Chancellor’s body. With a twist of sword-light, not only was the villain’s body shredded, but his soul, filled with resentment, was also crushed into oblivion!
“Xi!” The ferocity of this fiend caused all the cultivators to inhale sharply in unison. Gazing at the defiant figure standing amidst the blood mist, an inexplicable fear arose in everyone’s hearts.
“Attack, destroy this monster!” Fear could make people retreat, but it could also drive them mad. A group of cultivators who prided themselves as righteous surged forward wildly. In their bloodthirsty frenzy, had they ever considered how different their methods were from the monsters they had hunted all along?
“Ah—” The rogue finally came to a halt, but it was only a momentary pause. His unyielding cry pierced through the clouds and split the sky, his untamed wildness refusing to admit defeat, especially not within the palace that symbolized the pinnacle of authority!
A mountain of magical artifacts pressed down upon him. Qiao San first bent his waist, then suddenly straightened, his shoulders shaking, his arms trembling. In an instant, the rogue who had been howling at the heavens seemed to grow tall enough to touch the sky!
One by one, the magical treasures were sent flying into the air. The rogue’s third step was firm and steady. With a thought, the tip of his sword pierced through the body of the Left Minister. The blade twisted, not only shredding the body of the treacherous man but also his soul filled with resentment!
“Gasp!” The ferocity of the demonic creature made all the cultivators collectively inhale sharply. As they gazed at the rogue standing tall amidst the bloody mist, an inexplicable fear arose in their hearts!
“Attack, destroy this demon!” Fear can make people retreat, but it can also drive them to madness. The self-righteous cultivators surged forward in a frenzy, their killing intent swelling. They had never considered that their methods of slaying “demons and monsters” in the past were no different!
Why should those so-called monsters be killed? How many of those demonic spirits truly deserved death?
Is it really true—those who are not of our kind must have different hearts, and their actions must be punished?
Kill, kill, kill… nothing but killing!
With a single sword strike, he killed the Left Minister. As the flames of hatred that had clouded his mind receded, Qiao San finally regained his senses!
His true nature revealed, the rogue immediately realized the dire situation. Not only was he surrounded, but he was also severely injured, no longer able to withstand the combined force of the cultivators.
“Fellow Daoists, the demon’s power is nearly exhausted! Whoever slays this demon will be richly rewarded by the Emperor!” The cunning of the Imperial Preceptor was unparalleled. While he urged his fellow Daoists to step forward and claim the merit, he himself subtly slowed his pace.
Do not pursue a desperate foe, for a cornered dog will leap over the wall, especially when it’s the final counterattack of a powerful demon!
Outside the Golden Throne Hall, another group of cultivators had joined forces to seal the Ghost Gate. Beigong Ping was the first to turn back and charge into the hall. Just as his demon-slaying sword was about to rise into the air, his figure, which had just left the ground, was suddenly yanked back.
“Father, protecting the Right Minister is crucial. Be careful of any unexpected events!”
Before the words of the Frowning Prince had even finished, he himself rushed towards the battlefield!
Beigong Ping stared blankly at the back of Beigong Zheng, who was stirring up a fierce wind, his heart filled with endless confusion. Beigong Zheng’s sudden grab had been unexpected, but it had left Beigong Ping with no ability to resist. When had Beigong Zheng’s power become so strong? Strange, truly strange!
With a thought, the fake prince, whose feet barely touched the ground, had the Demon-Slaying Bow in his hand.
The Demon-Slaying Bow, the Shadowless Arrow!
The scene from before repeated itself, but the power of the Shadowless Arrow was now far beyond what it had been!
“Demon, take this arrow from me!” The bowstring of the Demon-Slaying Bow was drawn to a full moon. Though the arrow was invisible, the murderous hum it emitted made all the cultivators tense up!
“Prince Beigong, be careful not to harm fellow Daoists!”
At this moment, several cultivators were circling Qiao San. Beigong Zheng, filled with rage, was only making things worse with his “assistance”!
“Whoosh!”
The Imperial Preceptor’s warning came too late. The reckless Frowning Prince had already poured all his power into this arrow. The tranquil void was not only split by a sharp trajectory but also sparkled with intense flames!
Amidst the chaos, a miraculous path had opened up, a path that brought Beigong Zheng and Qiao San face to face, a path of life and death!
The Shadowless Arrow indeed struck the rogue—but it hit the soft sword in his hand. The sword flew, and the man was injured. Caught off guard, Qiao San, who had been barely holding on, now had blood staining his chest.
“Well done!” The successful arrow shot caused an uproar. The old emperor, who had been hiding beneath the dragon throne, even crawled out in excitement, pointing and commanding incessantly.
“It’s you!” The lightning at Qiao San’s fingertips paused as he looked at the “master” approaching with large strides, now at a loss.
“Demon, you are completely surrounded. Surrender now, and I will leave you with a whole corpse!” The immense power made it impossible for the earth to bind Beigong Zheng’s feet. Suspended in the air, she once again drew the Demon-Slaying Bow.
Huh? Beigong Zheng’s “strange” words made Qiao San pause. He couldn’t believe that this fake prince didn’t recognize him!
A superhuman intuition stirred within him. Calming down, Qiao San heard the murderous intent in Beigong Zheng’s words. Indeed, his situation was dire. Since the Left Minister was already dead, why stay here and court death?
“Demon, where do you think you can escape to?” Beigong Zheng spoke fiercely again. The fully drawn Demon-Slaying Bow now held even greater power. The cultivators from various sects instinctively stepped back, fearing they might be accidentally hit by the powerful Shadowless Arrow!
A subtle shift in thought added new confusion to Qiao San’s mind. Was Beigong Zheng reminding him to escape? Probably… not! But the more he thought about it, the more something felt off!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Shadowless Arrow was released. The cultivators were ready to add insult to injury, but only Beigong Ping’s eyes flickered with a strange light. His demon-slaying sword trembled slightly but ultimately remained still.
“Boom!” The Shadowless Arrow exploded—the Golden Throne Hall, because the rogue had suddenly transformed into a shadow clinging to the ground. The arrow, having lost its target and with excessive force, broke free from Beigong Zheng’s control and struck the thick wall of the hall.
“Sigh!” The helpless sigh still hung in the air as the cultivators’ expressions turned to shock. They hadn’t expected the demon to be so despicable, escaping along the trajectory of the Shadowless Arrow’s explosion.
“After him!” Once again, Beigong Zheng reacted the fastest. Amidst the chaos, the Demon-Slaying Bow swayed in the wind, and the bowstring appeared beneath her feet, propelling her like a shooting star across the sky!
The miraculous power of the Ten Suns Pearl indeed made the three realms envious. First, there was the sudden transformation of the Ghost Princess, and now Beigong Zhen’s leap. And what about Qing Niang? Would she also undergo a strange transformation?
Various magical artifacts rose into the air as cultivators from different sects surged through the hole in the wall. When they emerged, they didn’t see the demon, only the rapidly retreating figure of Beigong Zheng. Naturally, they all followed in pursuit!
In the blink of an eye, only the mortal officials and the now elevated old emperor remained in the hall. They subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from their brows and finally fled the ominous palace in panic.
“Heh, heh…” When the Golden Throne Hall was left in complete disarray, a shadow actually “fell” from the corner of the hall.
Returning to his original form, the rogue trembled and nearly fell to the ground. Though he was of the Ten Suns body, the severe injuries he had sustained from facing so many magical artifacts alone would take time to heal. The once heroic rogue couldn’t help but regret his earlier bravado.
Sigh… it turns out that playing the hero really doesn’t pay off. It’s better to be a rogue scoundrel!
After glancing around, Qiao San pondered for a moment, then transformed into a shadow once more, slipping into the hidden corners untouched by sunlight!
Could it really be said—those not of our kind must harbor different intentions, and thus must be destroyed?
Kill, kill, kill… Nothing but killing!
With a single sword-strike, the Left Chancellor was slain. As the hate-fueled fury that had clouded his senses faded, Qiao San finally regained his clarity.
His true nature resurfacing, Papi San immediately realized his grave predicament—he was surrounded and grievously wounded, no longer capable of resisting the combined might of the cultivators.
“Fellow Daoists, the fiend’s magic is nearly depleted! Whoever slays this demon will certainly receive a grand reward from the Emperor!” The National Preceptor’s cunning was absolutely unparalleled. While inciting others to rush forward for glory, he himself quietly slowed his pace.
Do not press a desperate foe too hard; a cornered dog will leap over a wall, let alone a powerful demon launching a final counterattack.
Outside the Golden Hall, another group of cultivators had already joined forces to seal the Ghost Gate. Beigong Ping was the first to turn back and rush into the grand hall. His Demon-Slaying Sword was about to rise into the air when Beigong Hou’s figure, just lifting off the ground, was suddenly yanked back.
“Father, protecting the Right Chancellor is crucial! Be careful of unexpected danger!”
Before the Stern-Browed Young Master finished speaking, he had already charged headlong into the fray himself.
Beigong Hou stared blankly at Beigong Zheng’s back, now cutting fierce winds through the air. Confusion lingered in his heart—Beigong Zheng’s earlier grab had been unexpected, yet Beigong Ping had been utterly helpless to resist. Since when had Beigong Zheng become so powerful? Strange, indeed!
The false noble, gliding without touching the ground, shifted his thoughts, and the Demon-Annihilating Bow slid into his grasp.
The Demon-Annihilating Bow, the Arrow Without Shadow!
A scene from the past repeated itself, but the power of the invisible arrow had vastly improved.
“Demon! Taste this arrow from this young master!” The bowstring was drawn into a full moon shape. Though the arrow was invisible, its shrieking, murderous sound sent chills through the hearts of the gathered cultivators.
“Master Beigong, be careful not to strike your allies!”
At this very moment, several cultivators were encircling Qiao San, and Beigong Zheng’s so-called “assistance” was only making matters worse.
“Swish!”
The National Preceptor’s attempt to stop him was already too late. The impulsive Stern-Browed Young Master had poured all his magical energy into this arrow. The arrow sliced through the air, leaving behind a sharp, fierce trail crackling with intense sparks.
With the reluctant “cooperation” of the crowd, chaos miraculously created a clear path—a path of life and death between Beigong Zheng and Qiao San.
The invisible arrow indeed struck Papi San—right in the soft sword he held. The sword flew, and the man was wounded. Unprepared and already struggling, Qiao San now spilled blood across his chest.
“Excellent!” With a single arrow scoring a hit, the crowd erupted into commotion. The old emperor, cowering beneath his dragon throne, became so excited he crawled out, waving his arms and shouting orders frantically.
“It’s you!” Lightning dancing at Qiao San’s fingertips came to a sudden halt. Facing the advancing “expert,” he was momentarily at a loss.
“Demon! You are completely surrounded! Surrender and we shall preserve your corpse intact!” With immense magical power coursing through him, Beigong Zheng was no longer bound by the earth. Floating in midair, he once again drew back the Demon-Annihilating Bow.
“Huh?!” Beigong Zheng’s unfamiliar tone startled Qiao San. He couldn’t possibly believe this fake noble didn’t recognize him!
The hero’s heart stirred. Calm now, Qiao San listened carefully to Beigong Zheng’s murderous words. Indeed, his situation was dire. Now that the Left Chancellor was dead, why stay here to die?
“Demon! Where do you think you can run?” Beigong Zheng spoke again, fierce and threatening. He drew the Demon-Annihilating Bow even tighter. The cultivators instinctively stepped back, fearing injury from the deadly invisible arrow.
A subtle shift in intent deepened Qiao San’s confusion. Was Beigong Zheng trying to signal him to escape? That couldn’t be right… could it? Yet, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed.
As all eyes watched in anticipation, the invisible arrow was finally released. The cultivators instinctively prepared to pile on the pressure. Only Beigong Hou’s eyes flickered with an odd gleam. His Demon-Slaying Sword trembled slightly in his hand, but ultimately, he remained still.
“Boom!” The arrow exploded—within the Golden Hall, Papi San had suddenly transformed into a shadow clinging to the floor. The arrow, missing its target, overexerted its force, escaping Beigong Zheng’s control and striking the thick wall of the hall.
“Ahh!” Helpless sighs still lingered in the air when the cultivators’ expressions turned to shock. They hadn’t expected the demon to be so despicable, actually fleeing along the path created by the arrow’s explosion.
“Pursue!” Again, Beigong Zheng reacted fastest. Amid the chaos, the Demon-Annihilating Bow shook in the wind, and the bowstring appeared beneath his feet, carrying his figure like a shooting star across the sky.
“Ah—” Rogue Three finally came to a halt, but it was only a momentary pause. His unyielding cry pierced through the clouds and split the sky, his untamed wildness refusing to admit defeat, especially not within the palace that symbolized supreme authority!
A multitude of magical artifacts descended like a mountain, pressing down on Qiao San. He first bent his waist, then suddenly straightened, his shoulders shaking, his arms trembling. With a roar to the heavens, the rogue instantly grew to a towering height, standing tall and unyielding!
One by one, the magical treasures were repelled into the air. Rogue Three took his third step firmly, and with a thought, the tip of his sword pierced through the body of the Left Minister. The sword’s light twisted, shattering not only the body of the villain but also his soul filled with unwillingness!
“Hiss!” The ferocity of the demon made all the cultivators gasp in unison. As they looked at the rogue standing proudly amidst the blood mist, an inexplicable fear arose in their hearts!
“Attack, destroy this demon!” Fear can make people retreat, but it can also drive them to madness. A group of cultivators, who prided themselves on being righteous, surged forward in a frenzy. In their expanding bloodlust, they never considered how their methods differed from those they used to slay “demons and monsters” in the past!
Why should those so-called demons be killed? How many of those demonic spirits truly deserved death?!
Is it really true that those who are not of our kind must have different hearts, and their actions must be punished?!
Kill, kill, kill… nothing but killing!
With a single sword strike that killed the Left Minister, the flames of hatred that clouded Qiao San’s mind receded, and he finally regained his senses!
With his true nature revealed, Rogue Three immediately realized the dire situation. Not only was he surrounded, but he was also severely injured and could no longer withstand the combined force of the cultivators.
“Fellow Daoists, the demon’s power is almost spent! Whoever slays this demon will be richly rewarded by the Emperor!” The cunning of the Imperial Preceptor was unparalleled. While he urged his fellow Daoists to step forward and claim the merit, he himself quietly slowed his pace.
Do not pursue a desperate foe, for a cornered dog will jump over the wall, especially when it’s the final counterattack of a powerful demon!
Outside the Golden Hall, another group of cultivators had joined forces to seal the Ghost Gate. Beigong Ping was the first to turn and rush back into the hall, his Demon-Slaying Sword ready to take flight. But just as Beigong Houye’s figure had barely left the ground, he was yanked back.
“Father, protecting the Right Minister is crucial. Be careful of any unexpected events!”
Before the words of the Frowning Prince had even finished, he himself charged towards the battlefield!
Beigong Houye stared blankly at the back of Beigong Zheng, who was stirring up a fierce wind, his heart filled with lingering confusion. Beigong Zheng’s sudden grab had been unexpected, but it had left Beigong Ping with no ability to resist. When had Beigong Zheng’s power become so strong? Strange, truly strange!
With a thought, the False Prince, whose feet did not touch the ground, had the Demon-Slaying Bow in his hand.
The Demon-Slaying Bow, the Shadowless Arrow!
A scene from the past repeated itself, but the power of the Shadowless Arrow was now far greater than before!
“Demon, take this arrow from me!” The string of the Demon-Slaying Bow was drawn to a full moon. Though the arrow was invisible, the murderous hum it emitted made the hearts of all the cultivators tighten!
“Prince Beigong, be careful not to harm fellow Daoists!”
At this moment, several cultivators were circling around Qiao San. Beigong Zheng, filled with rage, was “helping” in a way that only made things worse!
“Whoosh!”
The Imperial Preceptor’s warning came too late. The reckless Frowning Prince had poured all his power into this arrow. The tranquil void was not only split by a fierce trajectory but also sparkled with intense flames!
Amidst the chaos, a miraculous passage appeared, a path of life and death that brought Beigong Zheng face to face with Qiao San!
The Shadowless Arrow indeed struck Rogue Three—but it hit the soft sword in his hand. The sword flew, and the man was injured. Caught off guard, Qiao San, who had been barely holding on, now had blood staining his chest.
“Well done!” The success of the arrow caused an uproar. The old Emperor, who had been hiding under the Dragon Throne, excitedly crawled out, pointing and giving endless commands.
“It’s you!” The lightning at Qiao San’s fingertips paused as he looked at the “expert” striding towards him, now at a loss.
“Demon, you are heavily surrounded. Surrender now, and we will leave your body intact!” The immense power made it difficult for the earth to restrain Beigong Zheng’s feet. Suspended in the air, she once again drew the Demon-Slaying Bow.
“Huh?!” Beigong Zheng’s “strange” words made Qiao San pause. He couldn’t believe that this False Prince didn’t recognize him!
With a superhuman intuition, Qiao San calmed down and clearly heard the murderous intent in Beigong Zheng’s words. Indeed, his situation was dire. Since the Left Minister was already dead, why stay here and seek death?!
“Demon, where do you think you can escape to?” Beigong Zheng spoke fiercely again. The fully drawn Demon-Slaying Bow was even more powerful. The cultivators from various sects instinctively stepped back, fearing they might be accidentally injured by the powerful Shadowless Arrow!
A subtle shift in thought added new confusion to Qiao San’s mind. Was Beigong Zheng reminding him to escape? It couldn’t be… right? But the more he thought about it, the more it felt off!
Under the anticipation of the crowd, the Shadowless Arrow left the bowstring. The cultivators were ready to add insult to injury, but only Beigong Houye’s eyes flickered with a strange light. His Demon-Slaying Sword trembled slightly but ultimately fell silent.
“Boom!” The Shadowless Arrow exploded—in the Golden Hall. Qiao San had suddenly transformed into a shadow clinging to the ground. The arrow, having lost its target, had been fired with too much force and had escaped Beigong Zheng’s control, striking the thick wall of the hall.
“Alas!” The helpless sigh still hung in the air as the cultivators’ expressions turned to shock. They hadn’t expected the demon to be so despicable, escaping along the trajectory created by the Shadowless Arrow’s explosion.
“After him!” Once again, Beigong Zheng reacted the fastest. Amidst the chaos, the Demon-Slaying Bow swayed in the wind, and the bowstring appeared beneath her feet, propelling her forward like a shooting star, streaking across the sky!
The wonder of the Ten Suns Pearl indeed made the Three Realms envious. First, there was the sudden change of the Ghost Princess, and now the leap of Beigong Zhen. And what about Qing Niang? Would she also undergo a strange transformation?!
Various magical artifacts took to the air as cultivators from different sects surged through the large hole in the wall. When they emerged, they didn’t see the demon’s shadow, only the rapidly retreating figure of Beigong Zheng. Naturally, their footsteps followed in pursuit!
In the blink of an eye, the hall was left with only the mortal officials and the now elevated old Emperor. They subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from their brows and hastily fled the ominous palace.
“Heh, heh…” When the Golden Hall was left in complete disarray, a shadow “fell” from the corner of the hall.
Returning to his original form, Rogue Three trembled, nearly falling to the ground. Though he was of the Ten Suns Body, the severe injuries he had sustained from blocking so many magical artifacts would take time to heal. The once heroic rogue couldn’t help but regret his earlier bravado.
Sigh… it turns out that playing the hero really doesn’t pay off. It’s better to remain a rogue scoundrel!
After glancing around, Qiao San pondered for a moment, then transformed into a shadow once more, moving stealthily through the hidden areas untouched by sunlight!
Various magical artifacts soared into the sky. The cultivators from different sects swarmed through the large hole in the wall. Emerging outside, they saw no sign of the demon, only the trailing edge of Beigong Zheng’s robes speeding ahead. Naturally, everyone rushed after him in a frenzy.
In an instant, only the ordinary, mortal officials remained inside the grand hall. The old emperor, now standing high above, instinctively wiped the cold sweat from his brow as everyone hastily fled the ominous palace.
“Heh… heh…” After the Golden Hall was left in complete disarray, a dark shadow “fell” from a corner of the hall.
Returning to his original form, Papi San’s body trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground. Though he possessed the Ten-Sun Constitution, he had single-handedly resisted countless magical weapons this time, sustaining severe injuries that would not heal quickly. The once fearless Papi San couldn’t help but regret his actions again.
Sigh… It turns out being a hero never ends well. It’s better to be a scoundrel after all!
Looking around cautiously, Qiao San paused briefly in thought before finally transforming once more into a shadow, slipping into the hidden corners untouched by sunlight.
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