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

All eight of them possessed some courage, showing little fear or cowardice.


Some were here to establish themselves, eager to try.


A senior brother from Linfeng Hall with a square face and an aura of determination stepped forward and asked: "Officer Lian, is this the work of the tiger demon?"


As a constable and martial artist for the Guardian Martial Department, Lian Bing stood up, surveyed the surroundings, and said: "From our current information, the tiger demon in the mountains has a taste for human flesh. Although there are no signs of wild beasts here, it's most likely connected to it."


The senior brother asked: "So, the tiger demon is nearby?"


Lian Bing nodded, then shook his head and said: "Not necessarily. This tiger demon moves like the wind, its whereabouts are unpredictable and it might have already left."


After saying this, he ordered gravely: "Search the area to see if there are any traces."


Chapter 46 Our Hunt Begins