Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies Chapter 402 14 Are You Also in the Primordial Spirit Realm?

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"What if I'm not willing?" Shen Qing said calmly.

"Then you will die!"

As Xue Zhao's words fell, a brilliant spiritual light suddenly erupted around him, dazzling like the rising sun.

At this mont, a wave surged behind him, and a blue Dharma Image, forged by his Primordial Spirit, appeared, wielding the might of a tsunami, and struck towards Shen Qing with a thunderous punch.

The fist shadow was enormous, like a bull, carrying imnse power and sealing off all of Shen Qing's escape routes.

Facing this terrifying attack, Shen Qing did not retreat.

A fierce cold light gathered in his eyes, and his hands moved rapidly, forming seals like phantoms.

As he continuously ford seals with his hands, the spiritual energy in his vicinity boiled.

The clear sky above suddenly lit up with lightning and thunder.

Golden lightning bolts appeared out of nowhere under the sky, appearing extrely abrupt.

Under Shen Qing's gaze, these golden lightning bolts condensed into an ancient Thunder and Light Seal.

Lightning danced across it, and the roaring sound was deafening, directly confronting Xue Zhao's unstoppable Fist Seal.

With a loud explosion, the world changed color, and an unprecedented energy storm swept in all directions, its radiance dazzling.

The Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal was fully unleashed by Shen Qing at this mont.

Rumble!

Xue Zhao felt his Primordial Spirit tremble violently, as if struck by lightning.

He was astonished to find that the arm of his Dharma Image, condensed from a wisp of Primordial Spirit, dissipated like dust under Shen Qing's "Seal Technique," leaving only a shocking ruin.

The Dharma Image's arm fell into complete numbness, losing all sensation.

"Hmm? What Martial Arts is this?"

Xue Zhao's face was filled with astonishnt.

Today, Shen Qing continuously gave him great surprises and shocks.

He clearly saw that this seal technique was also a supre Martial Art.

Could such an achievent really be possible in such a short period in the Imperial Armory?

Absolutely impossible.

No matter how miraculous and easy to learn an Immortal Martial Technique is, it cannot be mastered overnight.

Immortal Martial Techniques are not Demon Skills.

Could it be that these techniques were learned before entering the Imperial Armory?

The more Xue Zhao thought about it, the more alard he beca.

The reason for Shen Qing's rapid cultivation advancent might be attributed to these techniques.

But how could soone from a humble background, like a hunter, possess such Martial Arts?

There's definitely sothing peculiar about him, and he likely has so great fortune.

When Xue Zhao looked at Shen Qing again, his eyes were filled with greed.

He was eager to uncover all of Shen Qing's secrets.

Xue Zhao snorted coldly, closed his eyes to focus, and wisps of deep and pure blue light leisurely emanated from his body, like spiritual snakes exiting their holes, gathering into the towering Dharma Image behind him.

Powerful Primordial Spirit waves spread out in layers of blue ripples.

The Dharma Image, with one arm lost due to the Thunder Seal, miraculously revived under the nourishnt of these Primordial Spirit wisps.

At the broken section, a faint blue light erged, and the obliterated Dharma Image arm actually regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye, restored completely within just a few breaths.

A faint pressure pervaded the air, causing Shen Qing's expression to turn serious.

With a sudden press of his hands, Xue Zhao's several zhang-high Dharma Image, carrying an unstoppable montum, descended upon Shen Qing like a collapsing sky.

The Dharma Image held imnse power, even the void crackled as it passed.

Just as the Dharma Image reached Shen Qing's doorstep, Xue Zhao clasped his hands suddenly: "Ha!"

Poof.

The blue Dharma Image Xue Zhao conjured shattered abruptly, as if a mother cradling her infant, tightly wrapping Shen Qing within it.

The next mont, the Dharma Image began to shrink rapidly, its light converging, transforming into a round bead with a deep blue glow, imprisoning Shen Qing firmly within it.

"This is my self-created Dharma Cage, no matter how vast your Divine Skills, don't expect to escape from this absolute space..." Xue Zhao's words carried undeniable confidence.

However, before he could finish, an abrupt change occurred.

On the blue orb, golden cracks suddenly appeared.

The cracks spread quickly, their golden light dazzling, contrasting sharply with the orb's glow.

Bang!

With a deafening roar, the Blue Orb shattered, turning into scattered blue light, vanishing without a trace.

The golden light erupted like a volcanic eruption, ripping the surrounding space to shreds.

Shen Qing's silhouette, in this brilliant golden light, appeared as if reborn from flas, soaring into the Nine Heavens.

Xue Zhao's face changed drastically, as a surge of indescribable power struck back, overwhelming him like massive waves.

His body staggered, as if hit by a heavy hamr, his mind dazed, he stumbled back, barely able to stand.

The wisp of Primordial Spirit he had sent out was completely destroyed the mont the blue orb shattered, the intense pain connecting back to his own body, causing a backlash.

His face instantly turned as pale as paper, a trickle of blood even seeped out from the corner of his mouth, severely injured.

Xue Zhao stared intently at Shen Qing, disbelief flooding his eyes: "Primordial Spirit Realm, you're also in the Primordial Spirit Realm?!"

Standing before the Dharma Image, Shen Qing's lips curled up, generously admitting: "Lucky , I managed to break through one level."

Xue Zhao muttered to himself: "Those two Cultivation Techniques reached such a level in such a short ti, truly unheard of, never seen Divine Skills!"

"I must obtain these techniques!"

Unconsciously, greed flickered strongly in his gaze.

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