Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Because he suddenly felt that this iron arrow... was very familiar.


In that instant, an image flashed through Capen's mind.


...An iron arrow flew out from the river, Neiteng Lianming of Xuri Empire went to meet it, reaching out to catch the arrow, but unfortunately, he failed to catch it, and the iron arrow easily pierced through his throat...


The scene that happened more than two months ago on the big riverbank, which led to the death of Neiteng Lianming, an Expert of Nascent Soul of the Xuri Empire, was still fresh in Capen's memory.


And now, his situation is remarkably similar to what happened before Neiteng Lianming's death.


Both have an iron arrow coming at them.


What shocked Capen most was that he felt the same aura on this iron arrow as on the one that pierced Neiteng Lianming's throat two months ago.


It wasn't the aura of the faint spiritual power fluctuation, but something more mysterious and terrifying that made him feel a deadly threat.


Chapter 58: The Iron Arrow That Can't Be Held_3