As his lips parted, a streak of golden light emerged and rippled outward like waves. Luejin retreated a step, coughing up two droplets of blood, and a small hole appeared on his chest.0

Li Xuanfeng frowned slightly. His last arrow’s strength had clearly weakened. As he drew his bow again, he saw Luejin retrieve a scroll from his sleeve. He held it with both hands and gently shook it open.0

Countless shimmering golden runes burst from the scripture, scattering through the air like rain and filling the sky before him. But Li Xuanfeng had already struck him twice and paid it no mind as he loosed the golden light from his bowstring.0

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Luejin’s dharma body trembled, and he coughed up more blood. Realizing his technique was ineffective, he hesitated for only two breaths before opening his...0