Chapter 123: Soul-Devouring Magic Bow
"You're Shen Xiang, aren't you!" The middle-aged man held up the paper in his hand towards Shen Xiang, on which was drawn a portrait of Shen Xiang that looked extremely lifelike. Although Shen Xiang's current simple attire was different, his eyes, face shape, nose, and mouth were all very similar.
Shen Xiang had previously heard that the Beast Martial Gate had drawn many portraits of him and sent them everywhere, which made him angry in his heart. He had only killed people from the Beast Martial Gate to save his life, but now he was being heavily rewarded by the Beast Martial Gate. At this moment, he made up his mind that one day, he would definitely find the Beast Martial Gate to settle this account.
"Are you going to kill me for that 100,000 crystal stone?" Shen Xiang clenched his fists and asked in a low voice. He suspected that the person who had been staring at him earlier was sent by this middle-aged man.
In the valley at this time, there were several thousand people, most of whom were martial artists in the Mortal Realm. They had come here and although they hadn't found any treasures, they had encountered Shen Xiang. As for the 100,000 crystal stones, many people here couldn't resist them, but no one made a move, all silently watching the situation unfold. Moreover, they also knew that Shen Xiang wasn't someone to be trifled with.
"The Beast Warrior Gate has said that as long as they get your head, you can receive 100,000 crystal stones. But if you surrender, I might be able to bring your whole corpse to collect the reward." The middle-aged man sneered coldly and put away the portrait in his hand.
This middle-aged man was dressed in black, emitting a strange and unfamiliar aura that was vastly different from the people around him. Moreover, Shen Xiang felt that this aura was somewhat familiar.
"Are you from the Hundred Poisons Sect?" Shen Xiang asked in a cold voice. The Hundred Poisons Sect, one of the five major demonic sects, was also a demonic sect that made warriors from the nine provinces tremble with fear at the mere mention of its name. This was because the Hundred Poisons were skilled in using poison to kill people without leaving any trace, and some victims didn't even know how they died.
As expected, upon hearing the three words "Bai Du Men", the faces of the people around them changed drastically, and they all retreated away from Shen Xiang, clearing out even more space. Some of the onlookers watched from a distance, while others who were afraid for their lives hastily left the valley.
The middle-aged man was taken aback and sneered, "Indeed worthy of being a new generation's prominent figure, what good eyesight!"
Shen Xiang noticed that there were also a few True Martial Realm cultivators watching from afar, the Hundred Poison Sect was a righteous sect that had always been hunted down by the orthodox sects, but now these True Martial Realm warriors did not make a move.
It's clear that they are intentionally watching the excitement, and even want to wait for Shen Xiang to be killed before taking action. At that time, they can still use Shen Xiang to claim the 100,000 crystal stones. For a true martial artist, 100,000 crystal stones is not a small amount either.
"A reward of 100,000 crystal stones, I've got it!" The middle-aged man sneered and suddenly swung his palm, only to see countless fine needles flying towards Shen Xiang. These fine needles were also shrouded in a colorless and odorless toxic gas.
Shen Xiang became vigilant and focused his mind, releasing his spiritual sense, because the Hundred Poisons Sect was skilled in using hidden weapons. If he couldn't detect this sneak attack, then he would undoubtedly die.
Suddenly, a faint black gas appeared on Shen Xiang's body, and the black gas instantly turned into clear water, forming a protective shield that wrapped around Shen Xiang. The poisonous needles flew in and stabbed into the water shield, but were immediately dissolved by the air currents within the water.
This is a powerful yet gentle defensive martial art that Shen Xiang has just learned, called Xuanwu Luo Tianzhang. Although it looks like only a layer of warm water vapor, it can withstand very strong forces. Even if ten people at the tenth level of ordinary martial arts were to strike with all their might, they could only barely break through this aura shield, and the person inside would be unharmed.
The poisonous needles that had been shot into the water mask were dissolved and disappeared without a trace, not even leaving a shadow. This left the middle-aged man staring in shock. He himself was also at the tenth level of the ordinary martial realm, and he had used 100% of his power to shoot out the poisonous needles earlier. More than a hundred ordinary martial artists at the ninth and tenth levels had died from this move before, but Shen Xiang had easily neutralized it.
The attack power of Xuanwu Divine Art is not strong, but its defensive power is unparalleled, and it consumes very little true energy. This was something Shen Xiang only learned after entering the Mortal Martial Realm's tenth level. He allowed this Xuanwu Luo Tian shield to continue protecting his body as he flew towards that middle-aged man.
The martial arts of the Bai Du Men were not strong, only the poison and hidden weapons were. Shen Xiang's attack was extremely fast, let alone that middle-aged man, even those watching from a distance had no time to react before Shen Xiang arrived in front of him.
Shen Xiang slapped out with one palm, and the ground shook violently. The earth suddenly cracked open, revealing a powerful lower-grade martial art, the Heaven-Shaking Palm. The palm force carried intense vibrations, pouring strong true energy into the middle-aged man's body, instantly causing him to spew out a mist of blood.
That middle-aged man could clearly feel that his body was like a firework, his bones and meridians were shattered inch by inch. Only those who had been beaten by Shen Xiang could deeply feel the overbearing power of Shen Xiang, otherwise no one would believe that this was the power that a Mortal Martial Realm cultivator at the 10th level could release!
Shen Xiang smiled coldly, looking at the middle-aged man with a painful face lying on the ground. Just as he was about to go over and kill him, he saw that the middle-aged man suddenly pulled out a black crossbow, which clearly shot a black light arrow straight into his heart.
So fast! Shen Xiang subconsciously enhanced the defensive power of the Xuanwu Luo Tian shield, and the black crossbow arrow shot over. All that could be heard was a "bang" sound, and the aura shield on Shen Xiang's body suddenly burst open. A short small crossbow arrow about one inch long also floated in front of Shen Xiang's chest.
"What a close call, almost got my heart pierced!" Shen Xiang dodged swiftly and leaped into the air, slapping his palm downwards at the middle-aged man on the ground. A massive green palm condensed from true energy appeared, heavily pressing down on the middle-aged man's body, crushing him to smithereens, splattering blood and flesh everywhere.
Shen Xiang took a deep breath, recalling the swift and ruthless crossbow bolt from earlier. His heart still had lingering fear as he could tell that the bolt was condensed from true energy, extremely overbearing, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to shatter his formidable Xuanwu Luo Tian shield.
Shen Xiang retrieved the black crossbow from the minced meat, washed it clean with water, and then infused it with true energy. Suddenly, a short and small black arrow condensed on the crossbow.
"Could this be the third-ranked Soul-Devouring Bow of the Seven Spirit Treasures?" A voice came from afar, causing a huge commotion among the crowd. The Seven Spirit Treasures were extremely rare, and most people who possessed one were at least at the True Martial Realm. And as for the top ten...
Shen Xiang was overjoyed, this Soul-Devouring Crossbow was extremely useful, it was absolutely the best spirit tool for an assassin. Just as he was about to put it away, a powerful gust of air pressed down from above.
This was a powerful surge of true energy, as if a great mountain had suddenly fallen and heavily smashed onto Shen Xiang's body. In that instant, Shen Xiang only felt his internal organs being squeezed together before bursting apart, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood and fall to the ground.
Someone attacked him, and it was a true martial artist! Shen Xiang immediately thought that someone must want to get that Soul-Devouring Magic Crossbow.
