I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night Chapter 417 - 280: Behead Me Anytime!

Fu Zhong initially encountered Duke Murky Spirit and was completely outmatched, suffering serious injuries. It was only by relying on the magic thod of the Holy Land that he barely managed to escape.

Duke Murky Spirit is rely a stray soul fragnt of Lord Qing Ling. He has no physical body and no mana remains, a ti of weakness indeed.

Otherwise, even if Fu Zhong’s Holy Land magic thod were practiced to perfection, he still would have found it extrely difficult to escape with his life.

At this mont, only Mr. Lu was seen relying on his own mana as a guide, and with the help of Lin Lei’s Netherworld Treasure, finally managed to draw out a strand of Duke Murky Spirit’s divine power.

Little White Ape looked sowhat confused, turning its head to glance at Lv Tang.

Lv Tang himself was sowhat baffled, but still straightened up slightly and coughed before speaking blandly, "It’s rely a tracking technique, a small affair..."

The East Mountain Prefecture Master glanced at Lv Tang, then explained, "When initially encountering Duke Murky Spirit, Master Fu knew he was no match and made a critical decision to flee for his life.

"But Duke Murky Spirit, with his astonishing archery, created a bow and arrows out of thin air, using his own origin as the arrow, shooting it thousands of steps away."

"Master Fu was struck by this arrow and has since been deeply entangled, unable to expel it."

"This arrow of Duke Murky Spirit, rooted in his own origin, erodes Master Fu’s soul to bolster its own strength!"

The East Mountain Prefecture Master said gravely, "Warriors below the Refining God Realm, who have not yet cultivated a Primordial Spirit, can hardly resist!"

Lv Tang suddenly realized, murmuring, "So, in truth, this arrow is like a deadly poison! If it kills Master Fu, then the origin within Duke Murky Spirit’s arrow would grow stronger!"

Little White Ape whispered, "So this strand of origin will eventually return to Duke Murky Spirit and enhance him? Are we now extracting the origin to trace Duke Murky Spirit’s whereabouts?"

"It’s not that simple."

The East Mountain Prefecture Master shook his head slightly and said, "This strand of origin won’t just return to Duke Murky Spirit out of thin air; he will personally co to retrieve it in the future! But we can’t wait, so we’ll need to make use of this Divine Bow..."

As his voice fell, Lin Lei was already chanting incantations and, wielding a long whip in his hand, managed to extract that strand of Duke Murky Spirit’s origin power.

Imdiately after, Lin Yan reached out his hand, took the strand of origin power, and forcefully subdued it.

He then drew the Divine Bow in his hand.

The origin power transford into an arrow.

The bow was pulled to a full crescent, the arrow ford, extraordinarily sharp.

"According to calculations based on various pieces of intelligence within East Mountain Prefecture, His last known location was in that direction, to your front left!"

The East Mountain Prefecture Master spoke opportunely, stretching out his hand to point.

Lin Yan aligned the bow and arrow, shifting slightly towards that direction.

With a whoosh!

The arrow launched from the bowstring, slicing through the air and vanishing into the void and darkness!

Master Fu was about to give chase but heard Lin Yan’s voice coming through.

"There’s no need to hurriedly follow this arrow after it’s launched, as it still has a connection," Lin Yan retracted the long bow, replying accordingly.

Upon hearing this, Master Fu halted in his steps.

He touched the red mark on his face, which Lin Lei had smacked, feeling a burning pain.

"Sorry."

Lin Lei stepped forward, whispering, "I rarely use treasures, couldn’t gauge my strength properly, and went overboard with my move."

"Brother Lin is being too polite. If it wasn’t for you, I, Fu Zhong, might not have been able to save my life, as Duke Murky Spirit is too terrifying," Master Fu said and perford a courtesy, saying, "Thank you for saving my life."

Lin Yan remained expressionless, withdrawing his gaze.

In this world, the civilized order is being rebuilt within the rupture, exploring traces of ancient tis and making new adaptations according to the present day.

So-called propriety, righteousness, integrity, and honor only exist in a very few people.

Just now, Lin Lei’s whip was ant to save soone.

Yet if the saved person harbored improper thoughts, resenting having been whipped, it wouldn’t be surprising, either.

Even harboring sches against Lin Lei for his treasure and striking a deadly blow from behind isn’t a rare occurrence.

However, looking at Master Fu now, he is after all soone who erged from the Holy Land.

Throughout the Three Prefecture, within each city and various Blessed Lands, as well as large Pure Lands, the so-called civilization, laws, inheritance, customs, etiquette... a large part of these actually originate from the Holy Land.

Master Fu is indeed worthy of being a product of the Holy Land.

The effects of his Supre Profound Dao to Saint should also not have diminished much.

"Let’s go!"

The East Mountain Prefecture Master said slowly, "All parts of East Mountain Prefecture have been doing their utmost to search for the whereabouts of Duke Murky Spirit, to no avail until now!"

"But this arrow provides a direction."

"Following the trajectory of this arrow, they will pave the way for us in advance."

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East Mountain Prefecture.

This range of mountains is known as the Abundant Mountain.

Within it, there’s a peak where demons retreat, not daring to approach.

For this place is where the Forbidden Land lies.

Legend has it that a long ti ago, this was also a Pure Land where the Human Clan could dwell.

Later, for unknown reasons, the Pure Land was sealed off, and ever since beca a Forbidden Land; any living creature from the outside world that enters never returns.

And at this mont, it is the middle of a clear day.

Evil Spirits hide away, but demons remain, roaring through the woods.

Suddenly, an arrow shoots through the forest and plunges deep into the mountain range, disappearing in a flash!

At this mont, a bear demon was hurrying through the woods, following the trail of the arrow, searching incessantly!

All of a sudden, there was a wet thud—the sound of claws ripping through flesh!

Screams echoed.

The bear demon toppled with a crash.

But from within the torn-open chest, there erged a young man’s face, pale with a gaze full of darkness.

He was not simply swallowed whole by the bear demon.

He had mastered a technique of disguise, skinned the bear, draped it over himself.

Then, using a technique to conceal his energy, while moving through these woods, he was like a demon, not a mber of the Human Clan—a tempting target for demons and Evil!