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Chapter 1070 - Chapter 1070 Chapter 672 Immortality Crossbow Arrow Commits

Chapter 1070: Chapter 672: Immortality Crossbow Arrow Commits Violence, Tu Wa Zi is Very Puzzled Chapter 1070: Chapter 672: Immortality Crossbow Arrow Commits Violence, Tu Wa Zi is Very Puzzled Suddenly.

An endless stream of Buried gas gushed out like a stormy wave from the sharp teeth within those blood-red eyes, all pouring toward the floating King’s City in the sky, with crackling sounds filling the void.

It just couldn’t believe that this strike couldn’t break open that damn Holy Land.

However, very quickly, the Fat Burial King realized something was wrong.

Its terrifying palm, when merely ten thousand zhang away from the King’s City, found it impossible to advance even an inch further no matter what.

The giant hand sank like mud in the sea, as if it were mired in a swamp.

Around the lofty city, there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking its fearsome attack, then casually resolving it.

Above the city, one could see ripples spreading across it, clear as water.

Feeling the mysterious force emanating from within the majestic city before it, the Fat Burial King couldn’t help but squint its eyes in sheer amazement.

One should know that even though the palm strike just now wasn’t with full force, it was still capable of easily toppling a small realm.

Just a mere city, albeit seemingly unusually large, should not have been able to withstand and should have instantly collapsed, turning into ruins–that was the expected outcome.

“Try to fool, break for this King!”

Having such an embarrassing moment in front of so many old friends made the Fat Burial King’s face turn red with anger.

What was supposed to be an almost certain affair, with The Master of Liu Village not showing up, and no other Immortal King intervening,

It roared furiously, suppressing the faint unease in its heart. As its sharp fangs within the narrow and long bloody mouth clashed together, it mustered up the strength of another arm and fiercely slapped down.

For a moment, the rich Power of Death swept through all directions, the void even began to wilt, cracked inch by inch, like a parched earth, visibly collapsing layer by layer.

This was not the true Power of Death, which was one of the supreme forces, only accessible with a certain chance after becoming an Emperor’s Creation.

But even a hint of something like it was no less remarkable.

“Hiss…”

Compared to the prior slap, the power of this one was evidently much more enormous, tumultuous and overwhelming, with Buried gas spilling over, as if it could sever time itself, invincible.

The giant palm exerted force, dazzling with brilliance, as if numerous suns were exploding at the same time, the flash of light so blinding that it seemed to completely crush the power within the city.

However, to the Fat Burial King’s astonishment, no matter how hard it tried, it was stopped just like before.

The Fat Burial King furrowed its brow, for it had never encountered such a situation.

As a ruler in its own right, it had long been accustomed to crushing everything with absolute power.

But at this moment, it felt as if its power were bound by invisible shackles, unable to exert its due might.

All of a sudden.

It seemed to sense something, quickly raising its head to look towards the towering city.

Atop the city walls, light suddenly flickered, as if some unimaginable force was slowly condensing, exceptionally brilliant, making it squint slightly.

As the bright light drew nearer, the Fat Burial King finally saw clearly what it was.

It was a Bronze Arrow.

No, more precisely, it was an aura of arrows, just displayed in a physical form.

Rusted and large, yet also very old, one could even vaguely see hairline fractures on the gleam of the arrow, as if it would shatter to pieces the next moment.

Although it was an arrow of light, being shown in a physical form meant it was indistinguishable, suggesting that this arrow of light was indeed an unimaginable treasure.

“Whoosh…”

The Bronze Arrow pierced through the void, emitting a sharp ear-piercing whiz, like a rainbow shooting across the sky, immensely grand, brightening the city by a third.

“Not good!”

Sensing the bone-piercing sharpness, the Fat Burial King’s complexion suddenly became extremely grave.

It only then realized something was amiss.

The arrow was actually targeting it.

“I am the King, within my domain, no one shall oppress me!”

The Fat Burial King’s face grew somber, not retreating but advancing, forcefully suppressing the rising unease in his heart. He then raised his hand and, astonishingly, reached straight for the dazzling Bronze Arrow that was soaring skyward.

As a powerhouse of the King’s Domain, it prided itself on having a myriad of means and feared nothing.

But the moment its palm touched the Bronze Arrow, an indescribably terrifying power erupted instantaneously, like thunder exploding. A fierce white light burst within the palm of the Fat Burial King.

“Ahhhh–”

A piercing scream rang out as the Fat Burial King’s palm was instantly torn apart, flesh mangled and bones exposed, while blood splattered like rain, resembling tiny suns blazing to their limits.

It wasn’t over yet. Its colossal body trembled violently in midair as if struck by an invisible force, uncontrollably flying backward and crashing through countless mountains. Blood was mixed in, staining the earth.

“Shooo…”

It was far from over.

Following the first Bronze Arrow that had been shot, another whoosh sounded through the void.

Another rust-covered Bronze Arrow, dazzling and filled with incomprehensible murderous intent, locked onto the Fat Burial King once more.

The Fat Burial King was utterly horrified, panting heavily and exerting all its strength to rise from the ground, trying desperately to dodge this strike. But the force seemed to have locked onto it, making escape impossible no matter what it did.

“No! This can’t be happening!”

The Fat Burial King roared in despair, trembling so hard that it felt a chill down to its scalp, an unprecedented coldness shooting straight toward its Heavenly Crown.

It seemed as if it was truly going to be shot dead right there by that inconceivable Bronze Arrow.

It twisted its grossly bloated body with all its might to dodge, but it was already too late.

However, while en route, the second arrow suddenly changed its trajectory, shifting from aiming directly at the chest to targeting the other hand.

“Pfft…”

Struck in an instant.

A powerful impact followed, and with a burst of severe pain, the only remaining hand was instantly shattered to pieces.

Dense blood sprayed from the charred flesh, like a heavy downpour of blood.

The figure of the Fat Burial King uncontrollably fell back again, its arms, now only stumps, flailing like the wingless wings of a hairless nestling.

The Power of Destruction it contained was such that it couldn’t regenerate its limbs.

The Fat Burial King’s face was stricken with extreme terror.

Why did the second arrow deviate?

It couldn’t possibly be a misfire.

The person shooting the Bronze Arrows was clearly toying with it, aiming to devour it slowly, suppressing it amidst extreme fear.

Too terrifying!

Too dreadful!

The Fat Burial King’s body swayed, leaning against a Majestic Peak. The gleaming shards of bone penetrated the surrounding green peaks to keep its figure steady.

…

In Liu Village, at the four corners of the central square.

Four giant arrow towers soared into the clouds at the horizon’s end. Not vast in size, yet they were as terrifying as the most fearsome beasts, making one shiver without feeling cold.

“Eh, I had it aimed right at him, how could it miss?!”

Tu Wa Zi straightened up from his Crossbow Arrow, opening his half-closed left eye and looking towards the still hopping but ashen-faced Fat Burial King, his head full of confusion and questions.