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Chapter 1071 - Chapter 1071 Chapter 673 Turned into a Corpse

Chapter 1071: Chapter 673: Turned into a Corpse, Indistinguishable from Mortals Chapter 1071: Chapter 673: Turned into a Corpse, Indistinguishable from Mortals The first bronze arrow missing its target was understandable, after all, strictly speaking, it was his first time using the four Crossbow Towers of Immortal Slaying in the village, and his target was none other than the Burial King, so it was inevitable that his aim wasn’t perfect.

But the second time…logically, it shouldn’t be the same.

Could it be that his archery talent was really that poor?

Tu Wa Zi pouted his lips, feeling that he had aimed quite well nonetheless.

“If two arrows don’t work, then let’s fire a few more!”

With a thief-like smile, he withdrew his focus and immediately bent down again, sitting inside the arrow tower used for aiming, squinting his eyes, selecting the ideal position.

Given the remaining energy in the Crossbow Tower, he could shoot at least a hundred more times. Even without energy, it wouldn’t matter; after cooling down for a day, he could continue to use it–it was simply a king-slaying weapon.

Grandpa Lin really… he wouldn’t let him touch it during normal times, but now he agreed to let him give it a try.

However–

“Hehe, dare to act against the Holy Land, watch this young master turn you into a hornet’s nest!”

Glancing at the Fat Burial King whose arms were bleeding profusely, nothing but bald flesh visible, Tu Wa Zi couldn’t help letting out a mean laugh.

It must be said, this was indeed satisfying.

Assassinating a king from thousands of miles away, until death, the target might not even catch a glimpse of a shadow–it was truly the best choice for a stealth attack.

The only problem was its huge size, making it impossible to carry around and use at a moment’s notice, and it required charging up. With his own physique, it was quite strenuous to use.

“Taste my ‘Myriad Arrows Launch’!” Tu Wa Zi’s face turned red, different from the previous two times. This time, he pressed his whole body against the crossbow and, using all the strength he could muster, slowly pushed it to its limit.

Despite the trouble, at least five bronze arrows could be shot at once with this method.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”

At the crossbow arrow head.

A dazzling cold light suddenly burst forth, like a rainbow piercing through the day.

The target, the Fat Burial King.

Launch!

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Outside the grand fortress.

Mountains and ravines crisscrossed, the peaks colossal, yet they barely reached the waist of the Fat Burial King.

He breathed heavily, feeling somewhat relieved after a long absence of incoming arrows.

As expected.

The more terrifying the weapon, the greater the limitations and costs of using it.

The Master of Liu Village didn’t want to show himself but to think that a mere treasure could subdue him was downright delusional.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”

However, just as the Fat Burial King’s sense of relief was settling in, the grand fortress suddenly became covered with piercingly bright lights.

Heaven Covering and earth shrouding, all were bronze arrows, dense and numerous, carrying a fierce momentum, the cold light eerie, as if intending to envelop the whole world in this concentrated attack.

Staring fixedly at the countless dazzling cold lights soaring upward once again, the Fat Burial King was completely terrified. He rolled and scrambled away, immediately crying out: “Old Burial King, Zhuo Han Burial King, Fellow Daoists… save me!”

From the moment the Fat Burial King’s first palm was penetrated and turned into a pulp of blood, and as the other Burial Kings snapped back to reality from their astonishment, the void had already been filled with the wails of the Fat Burial King.

It seemed like a long time, but in reality, it happened in an instant.

“The Master of Liu Village, what’s the point of a sneak attack?” The Old Burial King’s face darkened as he spoke and, at the same time, he leaped toward the Fat Burial King. With a sweep of his hand, he attempted to drag him away directly.

The speed of King Huo Heng Burial was very fast, a matter of a mere moment, but the velocity of the Crossbow Tower of Immortal Slaying’s arrow, upon its release, was astonishing. After all, it was capable of killing ordinary beings within the King’s Domain, with speed and power being its standout features.

“Puchi…”

“Puchi…”

“Puchi…”

The outstretched hand of King Huo Heng Burial had barely touched the broken bones of the Fat Burial King when the dense Bronze Arrows paused slightly in the air and then plummeted down simultaneously.

Thousands of Bronze Arrows poured down like a torrential rain, their sharp tips carving arcs of cold light in the void and bearing down on the Fat Burial King with an aggressive momentum.

“Ah!” The Fat Burial King let out a scream of terror as his body trembled incessantly under the barrage of Bronze Arrows.

The arrows seemed to possess a life of their own, targeting specifically the untouched parts of his body. No longer just aimed at arms and forearms, they covered him from all directions; if he couldn’t dodge, he would surely be turned into a porcupine.

At the same time, the sharpness of these arrows was at its peak. He tried everything in his power but was completely unable to block them, forced to watch helplessly.

Seeing this, the Old Burial King’s eyes flickered with ruthlessness. He fiercely increased his strength, trying to pull the Fat Burial King away. However, the power of the Crossbow Tower of Immortal Slaying’s arrow exceeded imagination. Although they were inanimate objects, they possessed a will of their own. Sensing an outsider approaching, some of the arrows even separated and, with overwhelming force, pounced toward the large hand of the Old Burial King.

“What on earth is this?!” King Huo Heng Burial’s expression changed slightly, for even he felt a pain at that moment as though his skin was being ripped apart.

Fortunately, his power was much greater than the Fat Burial King’s. Although the Bronze Arrows were extremely sharp, he could barely fend them off. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the Fat Burial King and pulled him outward, while his other hand swiftly grew larger against the wind, shielding the Fat Burial King’s entire body.

“Boom!”

The collision of the hand with the arrows let out a piercing, sharp whistling.

The two powerful forces collided mid-air, deafening, yet some Crossbow Tower of Immortal Slaying’s arrows still managed to slip through the gaps between the giant fingers and continued to shoot toward the Fat Burial King.

“Save me, save me!” The Fat Burial King was calling out in horror.

Before the sound had completely died down, the arrows had already fallen, and in an instant, he was riddled with holes, bloodied all over; his entire fleshly body disintegrated, and an equally transparent, though substantially more nebulous, Primordial Spirit emerged from the mutilated corpse, clinging to King Huo Heng Burial’s arm, thus making a narrow escape.

The faces of Zhuo Han Burial King and the others were filled with extreme shock. Even with the Old Burial King himself taking action, Mayin Burial King was still shot through and through, sparing only his God Soul a fortunate escape.

This was even without considering the eerie Bronze Arrows; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But before the group of Burial Kings could grasp the situation, a sudden change occurred. The sky, which had been clear a moment ago, instantly filled with dark clouds, and thunder roared, lightning flashed.

The thunder was powerful enough to shake the heavens.

The next moment.

An omnipotent giant hand emerged from nowhere, its power immense, as if it were about to tear the sky apart. Its size was so vast that it blocked out the sun and enveloped all the Burial Kings under its shadow.

Within the Heaven Covering hand, darkness abounded, stars were hidden from view, and sparkling dimly like a Universe in evolution.

In comparison.

The hand of the Fat Burial King suddenly seemed insignificant, like a minor shaman confronting a great one, trivial to the extreme.

In the midst of the world-shaking thunder, the giant hand showed no hesitation and crashed down directly, its descent bellows with fierce winds, kicking up sand and rocks, wreaking havoc to an extreme degree.

Upon witnessing this, the complexions of the Burial Kings changed drastically as they all made their moves to defend against this sudden attack.

For a time, the sky was alight with flashes of light, emitting deafening booms.

However, the power within the Heaven Covering giant hand was too terrifying and exaggerated.

No matter how hard the group of Burial Kings exerted themselves, they couldn’t shake it in the slightest.

“Time flows on, unstoppable by any means. What does a King amount to, when in death his body becomes indistinguishable from that of a commoner!”

A calm and indifferent voice of a man murmured quietly.