Chapter 215 (1/2)

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.”

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!