Pigeon Chang

A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars.
Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter.
With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques.
A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao.
From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique;
From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique;
From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal;
From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms.
It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!

Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

The slum was densely packed and crisscrossed.


In the uneven alleyways, Shen Qing quickly stepped through the mud and water.


When he occasionally encountered other strangers, he silently kept his head down, not letting anyone see his face clearly.


Once he left the slum area, Shen Qing started to run with large strides, and when he reached the suburban woods outside the city, he leaped and plunged into the jungle.


He was already at the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood, and with the breakthrough in his hunting skills, he had mastered the ability of Poison Shadow.


The combination of the two made Shen Qing almost like a fish in water in the jungle.


He hopped and swooped, moving through the forest as quickly as a fleeting shadow, agilely navigating the trees.


In less than the time it takes half an incense stick to burn, he had already returned to the bush he left earlier.


Chapter 44 Aftermath