Chapter 368

Chapter 368: Fourteen consecutive arrow formations! Calculation and counter-calculation!

“Want to pull me down?”

The gray-robed monk felt the heaviness and the powerful pull, and instantly understood Lu Qing’s intention.

How could he possibly do as Lu Qing wished? A golden light immediately emerged from his body, and he struggled to break free from the earth’s magnetic field that bound him.

The golden boat beneath his feet also shone with light, generating a powerful force.

Like a flying fish freed from a fishing net, it quickly retreated, carrying the gray-robed monk with it.

“What a shame,”

Lu Qing thought inwardly as he watched the gray-robed monk retreat, freeing himself from the magnetic field.

The Earth Spirit Pearl’s ability to control magnetic field power had a limited range.

At his current level, the area within which he could fully control the earth’s magnetic field was approximately a hundred feet.

The gray-robed monk was still a bit far away.

Furthermore, the opponent was a Foundation Establishment Stage expert, so it was unrealistic to expect to pull him down from the air with the earth’s magnetic field alone.

However, the gray-robed monk’s retreat, leaving him no time to spare, gave Lu Qing another opportunity.

He extended his arm, instantly snatching up the golden shuttle, suppressed by the domain, and tossing it into the Qiankun Yiqi Bag.

Due to the distance, the gray-robed old monk’s control over the golden shuttle weakened considerably. Unaware, he didn’t have time to control the shuttle’s struggle, and Lu Qing successfully tucked it into the Qiankun Yiqi Bag.

“How is this possible?!”

Upon realizing he couldn’t sense the golden shuttle, the gray-robed old monk’s expression finally changed.

The golden shuttle had long been entwined with his mind and soul through his rituals, tethering it to his hand.

Logically, even if Lu Qing had temporarily seized it, it wouldn’t have erased his spiritual imprint so quickly.

But now, he couldn’t sense the golden shuttle at all.

There was only one explanation.

The gray-robed old monk’s gaze fell on the Qiankun Yiqi Bag hanging from Lu Qing’s waist.

“Evil demon, I didn’t expect you to possess a spatial magic weapon!”

Looking at the unassuming cloth bag at Lu Qing’s waist, the gray-robed old monk was a little incredulous.

Spatial magic weapons were incredibly precious.

Even in Xuankong Mountain, there was only one, held by the abbot.

He hadn’t expected the mysterious figure with the ghostly face before him to possess one.

Though the gray-robed old monk found it hard to believe, thinking of his own undetectable golden shuttle artifact, he knew this was probably the closest thing to the truth.

Only a spatial artifact could block the perception of the artifact he’d cultivated with his own mind.

For a moment, the gray-robed old monk began to doubt Lu Qing’s identity.

Such a powerful and mysterious figure, possessing an inestimably precious spatial artifact,

seemed to him to be found only in a very few places.

“Evil demon, who are you? You’re so secretive, afraid to reveal your true identity. Could you be from one of the other great secret places?”

He stared intently at Lu Qing, trying to discern any clue from his movements.

“It doesn’t matter who I am.”

Seeing the other party seemed to have misunderstood, Lu Qing didn’t explain.

He had adopted so many disguises to conceal his true identity.

If he couldn’t hide it, it wouldn’t matter, but if he did, it would be a great success.

“Old bald donkey, all you need to know is that this day next year will be your memorial day!”

Lu Qing said these sinister words in a hoarse voice.

Suddenly, a bow and arrow appeared in his hand. With lightning speed, he bent the bow and put the arrow on. In the blink of an eye, he fired fourteen magic arrows in a row. They drew mysterious trajectories and formed an arrow formation, flying towards the gray cannon old monk high in the sky.

Archery, fourteen consecutive arrows!

Since his breakthrough in cultivation and his realm improvement, Lu Qing’s archery skills have also made great progress.

The seven-star consecutive arrows he used to have were directly upgraded to fourteen consecutive arrows.

Fourteen magic arrows shot instantly, the power of each arrow is not that strong.

But after forming the arrow formation, the interconnected Qi and energy created a force far greater than Lu Qing’s previous, more powerful magic arrows.

Furthermore, these fourteen magic arrows continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as they flew, increasing their power.

Watching the incoming arrow formation, the gray-robed old monk’s expression was solemn.

The enemy’s methods were endless.

First, they employed sword techniques, then domains, then the magnetic force of the earth’s veins, and now, they had even unleashed an arrow formation, a technique rarely practiced.

Most crucially, these various methods were incredibly powerful, reaching the level of the Foundation Establishment stage.

When had such a monster appeared in the world?

Could it be that they had emerged from one of the other secret places?

For a moment, the gray-robed old monk began to doubt his previous judgment.

Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind,

but now was not the time for them.

Sensing the speed of the arrow formation, the old monk knew it was too late to steer the golden boat backward; they would be overtaken in an instant.

Unfortunately, his flying magical weapon lacked a strong defensive formation.

Consequently, the gray-robed old monk concentrated completely, a golden glow emanating from his body as he exerted all his might to propel the small boat beneath him, dodging the incoming arrow array.

Lu Qing’s endless tactics had already instilled in the old monk a deep fear.

Unsure if there was anything fishy about the magical arrows, he didn’t want to engage them.

Suddenly, a strange scene unfolded in the sky: dozens of streams of light pursued a golden figure, leaving long scars in their wake.

The old monk was a true Foundation Establishment expert.

While Lu Qing’s arrow array was formidable, its arcane trajectory blocking him

in all directions, he always managed to dodge it at the last moment.

His mind was focused, and

while it seemed dangerous, everything was truly under control. He dodged another magical arrow, making it his thirteenth.

Just one more arrow, and Lu Qing’s arrow array would be broken.

The gray-robed old man felt a slight sense of relief. Just as he prepared to face the final arrow, a strong sense of danger suddenly surged within him.

The danger came from below. He glanced down, his expression suddenly changing.

He saw Lu Qing standing below him, looking at him calmly.

Crucially, he wasn’t far away, less than a hundred feet!

It turned out that, in an attempt to evade the arrow array, the gray-robed old monk had unknowingly landed less than a hundred feet from the ground.

“Oh no!”

a trace of panic crossed his face, and he tried to steer the boat upwards.

But it was too late.

Lu Qing smiled and stretched out his hand, making a fist. “Finally, I’ve caught you! Get down!”

As Lu Qing’s grip tightened, the gray-robed old monk felt a powerful force restrain him.

His body instantly felt heavy.

And this time, the binding force was many times stronger than before.

Even though the gray-robed old monk struggled mightily, urging the small boat under his feet to burst out layers of golden light, he could not resist the dragging force.

He was swiftly dragged down from the sky.

Soon, he landed less than ten feet above Lu Qing’s head. The panic on the gray-robed old monk’s face was clearly visible.

However, it was at this moment that the panic on the gray-robed old monk’s face suddenly disappeared, revealing a look of triumph.

“Evil demon, do you really think you caught me? Die!”

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light bloomed from Lu Qing’s head.

An extremely powerful aura descended from the sky.

(End of this chapter)