In the dark basement, Lin Xun raised the Insignificance Longbow, stared at it and fell lost in thought.

After thinking for a while, he took a deep breath and operated Meditating Magic. While he was practicing “Star Circulation”, he pulled the blood-red bowstring again.

Instantly, a familiar cold feeling filled his whole body, and then Lin Xun's consciousness and mood plunged into extreme calmness.

Unlike last time, Lin Xun practiced “Star Circulation” with thought, so he could guard his mind and soul and no longer felt the feeling of being occupied by the spiritual bow.

As his tried, Lin Xun maintained calm and the spiritual bow in his hand quivered slightly as if it were bowing its head to its owner and waking up from a long sleep lasting for thousands of years, which gave Lin a feeling that he had connected with the bow as the arm directing the finger.

Buzz!

He loosened his fingertips and suddenly a dreamlike grey light rushed out from the full bowstring, tearing the air in silence!

At this moment, Lin Xun felt that about 20% of his spiritual Gang power was suddenly drained, and about 10% of the soul perception power was consumed.

Puff! A bottomless hole emerged in the ground after this small sound.

Lin Xun, who recovered from the extreme calmness, narrowed his eyes and came up to the hole whose edge was smooth and tidy. It was still difficult for Lin to find out how deep the hole was!

But it was at least 3 thousand meters deep, because Lin Xun's current range of spiritual perception was about 3 thousand meters.

“One blow will consume 20% of the spiritual power and 10% of the perception power...”

Lin Xun reckoned that according to his ability, he could only pull the bow about five times.

He recalled that at the last moment, when he had been assassinated by the Residual Wind, this guy had shot hundreds of times with this bow!

“It seems that there must be a unique method to control the bow completely. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Residual Wind to achieve this step in the Human-gang Realm,” Lin Xun murmured.

This spiritual bow was incredibly powerful and full of mystery. It was a rare treasure. If it could be completely controlled, the owner would inevitably receive extraordinary effects when assassinating and ambushing the enemies.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle sound of footsteps came from the door. Lin Xun got alert. He instantly found that a dark shadow outside the basement was approaching.

This dark shadow was like a walking ghost. If Lin Xun had not just used his soul perception to explore the hole in the ground, it would be difficult to notice this shadow.

Might the shadow be an overmatch?

At least in the aspect of sneaking and hiding trails, this dark shadow performed extremely well.

Lin Xun drew up his lips slightly and quietly pulled the spiritual bow in his hand. A touch of uncanny luster rippled through the blood-red bowstring in the gloomy environment.

The bow, composed of white skulls, sent out obscure grey light, which obscured and twisted Lin Xun's figure.

Swish~

As the bowstring was released, a virtually invisible gray arrow quietly crossed the air and penetrated the closed door of the basement.

Puff!

There was a muffled noise outside the door.

Lin Xun put away the spiritual bow and rushed out in a flash.

Outside the rainstorm poured down, and in a puddle lay a corpse. It was a very thin man with a bloody hole in his chest.

Lin Xun squatted down and looked carefully at the man’s wound. He found that man had already dead and there was a layer of grey on his body which was like a withered tree at this point.

“What a terrible force! This bow can release such a powerful force even without arrows. It is really amazing.”

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At this moment, Lin Xun had a further understanding of the power of the Insignificance Longbow.

Without hesitation, Lin Xun flashed and rushed into the rainy night.

It was his turn to hunt!

...

This night’s torrential rain was particularly long-lasting, accompanied by rolling thunder and lightning, and the whole Mist City was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

More than ten practitioners were running in the street. Suddenly, a saber rushed out from the eaves of a house on one side of the street like lightning, and tore the darkness apart.

The battle broke out, but it ended in only dozens of breaths. The corpses lay everywhere on the ground. Everyone's face was filled with astonishment, panic and bewilderment.

Things like this continued to occur in different areas of Mist City. The whole city was cold with killing and blood.

An hour later.

At the scene of a battle just ended, there were seven or eight dead bodies lying on the ground. The blood and rainwater gathered on the ground. The scarlet blood was so thick that it was difficult to dissipate in a moment despite the heavy rain. Soon after, several practitioners came. When they saw the bloody scene, their faces couldn't help turning pale and they shrieked in fright.

“Something's wrong!” someone looked grave and said.

Needless to say, the other people also realized it. On the way, they had encountered such a situation six times. Every battle scene was bloody and cruel, and no one was left alive.

And from the beginning to the end, they could not find the enemy's tracks at all. This was too terrible!

It was almost three hours that tonight's action lasted for. They mobilized so many people just for a Human-gang-realm teenager. Generally speaking, it shouldn’t take so long to deal with such a young man.

Three hours ticked away, but the young man was still alive; on their side, many people had been killed.

This made the remaining practitioners aware of the seriousness of the problem. Things went wrong!

The incredible strength of the opponent was far beyond their expectations!

"Did Lin Xun get the help from overmatches? Otherwise, how could he accomplish all this by his cultivation of Human-gang Realm?”

Someone began to tremble, thinking of what had happened tonight, and there was a hint of fear in his voice.

Others also doubted it.

“Things can't go on like this anymore. We must report this to Childe Qi Tianxing as soon as possible!"

"I agreed with you. Lin Xun is terrifying. He is one who we cannot fight against. We have to let the forces send the top practitioners."

These practitioners were so frightened that they lost their fighting spirit. They dare not act rashly anymore. They decide to withdraw first and ask for support.

Whoosh!

But just as they were about to leave, a whistle suddenly arose nearby like a messenger from hell.

In an instant, the faces of all the practitioners changed. The sound scared the hell out of them.

...

Tide-observing Pavilion.

In the hall ablaze with lights, the discussion was constant. Every representative of the powerful forces was now anxious and restless like ants on the hot pot.

It had been three hours since the start of the action, but up to now, they hadn’t received good news.

An ominous presentiment rose in everyone’s heart.

"Damn it! A bunch of trash! Should killing a Human-gang-realm teenager be a hard thing?”

Someone couldn't help shouting, "More than a hundred practitioners went out together for three hours, but there is no any news... That's absurd!" Other representatives were also restless.

"Chile Qi, didn't you send two Earth-gang-realm practitioners of Azure-light Pavilion in this action? Why they haven’t sent any message so far?”

Suddenly, someone asked Qi Tianxing.

This question drew everyone's attention.

Qi Tianxing's face was gloomy at the moment. He was no longer calm as before. He was now anxious and impatient. He said, "Who am I going to ask for then?” "I remember that the perverted assassin Residual Wind also joined in the action, but he has not appeared until now. What happened to him?"

Someone mentioned Residual Wind.

Qi Tianxing was in a daze and his face got gloomier. He gritted his teeth and said, "You guys, aren't you coming to laugh at Azure-light Pavilion?"

People shook their heads in unison.

Qi Tianxing said sharply, "Since you weren’t come to laugh at us, just shut up! I’m as worried as you guys!”

Suddenly, the atmosphere became still. People dared not offend Qi Tianxing.

But their feelings of agitation and uneasiness became stronger and stronger. Bang!

At this point, the door was pushed open, and there came into a strong figure. It was Chang Henshui. He was grave and frowning, with a worried look.

"Childe Qi, there is something wrong with the situation. I'm afraid the action has failed tonight!" As soon as he came in, he said in a low voice.

These few words shocked all people present. Even though they had suspected that the situation might have changed, when the result was confirmed by Chang Henshui, the reality was rather hard to swallow still.

"How could it be!"

"Is a teenager who comes from a poor family able to defeat the joint action of more than ten powerful forces?"

"Dame you! Trash!"

The hall was full of noise.

Qi Tianxing was so angry that he smacked his hand down on to the table and roared, "Shut up!"

He looked at Chang Henshui and said, "Tell us what happened. If you dare to be alarmist, I'm the first one who will kill you!"

Chang Henshui, who came to report the news out of kindness but was threatened by Qi Tianxing, couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger.

But in order to continue his cultivation in the Azure-light Pavilion, he had to endure the humiliation and said, "As far as I know, Lu Zhong and Residual Wind all died, and at least half of the 173 practitioners who went out tonight have lost their life."

Before he finished, the people in the hall began to shout and scream like they attended a funeral.

At this moment, Qi Tianxing didn’t care what others had acted. When he heard the news, his whole body was as cold as in an icy cave. He was totally stunned.

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