Pigeon Chang

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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 demons went mad, each resembling a beast.


The Weasel Demon lay prostrate on the ground, took a deep breath, puffed up its cheeks, and blew fiercely.


Instantly, a violent wind arose, and yellow sand filled the sky.


A tornado swept towards Shen Qing, engulfing him in its embrace.


Within the tornado, Shen Qing felt the sharpness of the wind. The sharp sand struck his skin, crackling loudly, and sparks even flew from many spots.


Had an ordinary person been present, they would certainly have been flayed open, if not reduced to a skeleton.


"Ha ha ha, once caught in my yellow wind, death is certain, even copper skin and iron bones would turn into a pile of scrap." 


Shen Qing's calm voice came from within the tornado.


The next moment, a dazzling golden light, like the sun, slowly rose.


The tornado was dispersed with a single surge.


Chapter 41: Slaying the Yellow-Skinned Demon, A Bountiful Harvest