Li Xuanfeng held his profound bow level, as golden-red light spilled from the arrow. Several crimson streaks brushed past his cheek, the light on the profound arrow flowing vividly. Even before it struck, a bead of blood the size of a red bean had already welled up on Tang Shedu’s forehead.0

Clang!0

At this point in the battle, he gave Tang Shedu no chance to speak and said not a word himself. He relaxed his fingers, and a red-gold light flared brightly in the azure sky.0

Hum… hum…0

The golden-red profound arrow flickered once in the air, then vanished. The whispering blue rain paused momentarily, hesitating in the sky, before once again blanketing the azure waters below.0

Tang Shedu was immobilized...0