The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

However, just as Jiang Xuan was immersed in this state of absolute "divine" control, an extremely subtle, cold, and greedy intention, like a venomous snake, quietly coiled around his soul! This intention seemed to be tempting him to immerse himself even deeper, to completely open his mind and body, and to embrace the power brought by this bow! At the same time, Jiang Xuan keenly sensed that the mental barrier he had constructed by activating the [Minor Netherworld Divine Art] was being rapidly consumed by an invisible force! A faint, needle-like stinging pain came from the depths of his soul!
"not good!"

Warning bells rang loudly in Jiang Xuan's heart! A strong sense of crisis instantly dispelled the intoxicating feeling of being in control of everything!
"Wake up!"

He roared inwardly, pushing the [Minor Netherworld Divine Art] to its limit. A resounding bell seemed to echo in his sea of ​​consciousness, forcefully severing the erosion of that icy intent!

"Huff...huff..." Jiang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily. His forehead was instantly covered with fine cold sweat, and his clothes on the back were soaked through! A feeling of exhaustion, as if he had survived a disaster, washed over his entire body.

He looked down at the grotesque skull bow in his hand, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear and solemnity.

"What an eerie bow!"

Jiang Xuan was still shaken.

"Not only can it affect the mind and induce depravity, but it can also directly damage the power of the soul! If it weren't for the protection of the [Minor Netherworld Divine Art], my consciousness would probably have been completely assimilated or devoured by it just now!"

He suppressed the urge to immediately discard the evil bow, and once again activated the [Minor Netherworld Divine Art], cautiously extending a wisp of his divine sense to try and perceive the bow at a deeper level.

This time, he did not touch the bowstring, but simply used his divine sense to "see".

The moment their divine senses made contact, Jiang Xuan's "vision" suddenly changed!
He felt as if he were in a boundless, desolate, gray wasteland! The earth was cracked, the sky hung low, there was no life, only eternal desolation and coldness.

In the very center of this gray sky, the great skull bow floats silently!
It emanates a gray light that is more intense and colder than in reality, like the sole ruler of this wasteland, suppressing eternal solitude.

Just then, another strange phenomenon occurred!
At the edge of the wasteland, space suddenly distorted, and the phantom of an unimaginably enormous beast suddenly appeared!
It resembles an ancient alligator dragon, covered in scales larger than mountains, with ferocious bony horns on its head and fangs like towering pillars, exuding overwhelming ferocity! The mere aura emanating from its phantom is enough to shatter the heavens and earth and make all living beings bow down!
It roared to the sky, its sound waves tearing through the gray firmament, and charged fiercely toward the direction of the giant skull bow! Wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch!

Despite this devastating power, the giant skull bow suspended in the sky remained cold and silent.

There was no earth-shattering vibration of the bowstring, no streak of arrows tearing through the sky.

Only… a tiny, extremely faint gray glimmer quietly gathered on the blood-red bowstring, and then… vanished without a sound.

The next moment, the massive phantom of the ancient alligator dragon, which had been charging forward with overwhelming ferocity, suddenly froze! It was as if an invisible giant hand had gripped its throat!
Its devastating roar abruptly ceased, its enormous eyes filled with unbelievable terror and... frozen silence.

Immediately afterward, under Jiang Xuan's horrified "gaze," the indescribably enormous phantom of the beast, starting from its head, silently... annihilated inch by inch! It wasn't an explosion, nor did it shatter; rather, like grains of sand, it quietly decomposed and dissipated, ultimately turning into a drifting cloud of blood-red dust, completely merging into this desolate gray wasteland, leaving no trace.

The entire process was suffocatingly silent! Only the suspended skull bow still radiated a cold luster, as if annihilating an ancient beast was nothing more than brushing away a speck of dust for it.

Deathly silence! Absolute deathly silence! This terrifying power that silently annihilates everything sent chills down Jiang Xuan's spine more than any earth-shattering explosion, and a cold shiver ran through the depths of his soul!

The image shattered, and consciousness returned.

Jiang Xuan remained standing in the dimly lit basement, clutching the cold, skeletal bow in his hand, his palms damp with cold sweat.

He stared at the stark white skulls on the bow, and a name suddenly and clearly surfaced in his mind.

No truth.

It's as if the name was originally meant for it, having been dormant for countless ages, and has now been reawakened.

Jiang Xuan's fingers unconsciously stroked the cold, piercing bow, feeling the terrifying and malevolent power contained within it, enough to annihilate gods and demons.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside me: shock, fear, longing, and even a hint of... awe as I faced an unknown abyss.

The basement was dark, the damp stone walls exuding a chill, and the only source of light was a dim, flickering yellow oil lamp.

Jiang Xuan sat cross-legged, the cold stone surface sending a chill through his thin clothes, but all his attention was focused on the grotesque, ominous-looking skull bow in his hand, "Wu Di".

His fingertips gently caressed the cold, piercing bow, feeling the soul-stirring power of annihilation within it and the malevolent, corrosive force that clung to his bones like a maggot.

The sense of crisis from when his soul was almost devoured still lingered in his heart, but this power was like a deadly poppy, exuding an irresistible temptation.

“We must take control of it…” Jiang Xuan’s eyes were sharp as knives as his whisper echoed in the deathly silent space.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing and longing in his heart. In his mind, the mental technique of the [Minor Netherworld Divine Art] was instantly activated to its limit.

This time, he did not merely defend passively, but actively activated the "Star Circulation" visualization method, a secret technique passed down by the Bloodthirsty Camp, specifically used for focusing the mind, stabilizing the soul, and communicating with divine weapons.

Consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, as if I were in a vast and boundless starry sky.

Countless stars move slowly along mysterious trajectories, emitting a cool and eternal light, forming a vast and stable stellar cycle.

This "star cycle" phenomenon is the supreme method for calming the mind and resisting external evils, and at the same time, it also subtly points to a bridge for communicating with objects.

Jiang Xuan's mind, like the brightest star in the sky, turned into invisible threads, carefully reaching for the "Boundless Truth" he held tightly in his hand.

Buzz!

Wudi Bow trembled slightly, and the dim gray light covering it suddenly became active. That cold, greedy, and soul-devouring intent surged forth like a tidal wave once more! It was more intense than before, carrying a kind of furious rage after being provoked!
"town!"

Jiang Xuan roared inwardly.

The "Star Path" Dharma image in the sea of ​​consciousness shone brightly, with billions of stars shining simultaneously. The cool starlight intertwined to form an incomparably tough net, firmly resisting and wearing down the evil thought that attempted to invade.

The intense stinging sensation assaulted his soul once more, like countless ice needles stabbing wildly, but this time, the Star Net remained as solid as a mountain!

Jiang Xuan clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his pale cheeks.

He poured all his will into the "Star Circulation" Dharma image, no longer resisting the contact of that evil thought, but trying to embrace and guide it with the trajectory of the stars, just as the Milky Way embraces a meteorite, trying to find a gap of resonance.

Time slipped away in the silent struggle, each breath feeling like an eternity. The flame of the oil lamp flickered uneasily, casting Jiang Xuan's resolute yet tormented figure onto the stone wall, stretching it out in a distorted and prolonged manner.

Just as Jiang Xuan felt that his divine soul power was about to be exhausted and the Star Follower Dharma Image was showing signs of instability, another change occurred!
The violent surge of evil intent suddenly faltered by an extremely subtle pause! Then, as if ice and snow were melting away, or as if it had found its way home, the cold, greedy intent did not disappear, but strangely, it no longer surged violently. Instead, it flowed like a gentle stream, slowly merging into the trajectory of the stars!

An unprecedented feeling welled up in Jiang Xuan's heart!
It was no longer a cold rejection, nor the fear of being devoured, but a kind of…blood connection! It was as if this sinister and ferocious bow had become an extension of his limbs! The coldness of the bow was no longer piercing, but instead carried a strange sense of fit; that dormant will no longer tried to erode him, but was like a sleeping beast, retracting its fangs and quietly opening a crack in the core of its power to him!
It worked!
Jiang Xuan was shocked, but he forcibly suppressed his excitement and maintained the stability of the "Star Circulation" visualization.

He slowly raised his arm and placed it on the bowstring, which was as red as blood and exuded a strong bloody smell.

This time, the mesmerizing state of "godhood" did not descend.

There is no illusion that the world has slowed down.

There is only an incredibly clear sense of control!
He could clearly "sense" every subtle change in the power gathered on the bowstring and could precisely "lock onto" the cold stone wall in front of him!

His eyes narrowed, and he tightened his grip!

hum!
The bowstring was slowly drawn back, without making a loud noise, only a low, almost imperceptible hum.

As the bowstring was drawn, Jiang Xuan clearly felt the spiritual energy within his body surge towards the Boundless Bow like a flood bursting its banks! At the same time, the mental energy in his sea of ​​consciousness was also being rapidly depleted, supporting the operation of the "Star Cycle" Dharma Image and the control over the bow!

On the bowstring, a faint yet extremely concentrated gray light silently gathered, like a condensed death star.

Jiang Xuan held his breath, feeling the terrifying power emanating from the bowstring, a power capable of annihilating everything.

He loosened his grip!
call out.!

There was no sharp whistling sound, no dazzling light.

That gray glint, like a shadow merging into the darkness, silently shot off and vanished instantly into the dim light.

puff!
A very faint sound, like a hot knife cutting into butter, was heard.

Jiang Xuan stared intently and saw that a fist-sized hole with smooth, mirror-like edges had appeared on the hard, thick bluestone ground in front of him! The hole was bottomless, and looking down, there was only a deep darkness, as if it led straight to the deepest hell! There were no flying stones or billowing dust; the matter in that area had been completely and cleanly "erased"!

hiss.!

Even with Jiang Xuan's strong will, he couldn't help but gasp in shock!
He strode forward, squatted down, and carefully examined the edge of the bottomless hole.

The touch was cold and smooth, and the cut left an indescribable sense of "deathly stillness," as if even the "vitality" that constitutes matter had been completely stripped away.

"What terrifying annihilation power..." Jiang Xuan murmured to himself, his heart filled with unparalleled shock.

This power far exceeded his expectations! But the cost was equally enormous!

He immediately examined himself. With just this one pull of the bowstring, nearly 20% of the abundant spiritual energy within his body was drained! Nearly 30% of the mental energy in his sea of ​​consciousness was also consumed! A strong sense of exhaustion instantly surged through his limbs and bones, and a sense of emptiness came from the depths of his soul.

"Five times!"

Jiang Xuan quickly calculated the limit.

"With my current cultivation level and the realm of the [Minor Netherworld Divine Art], I can only draw this bow five times at most! After five times, my spiritual energy will be depleted, my divine soul will be exhausted, and I will inevitably suffer a backlash!"

He suddenly recalled the scene of Canfeng wielding this bow, hundreds and thousands of gray arrows raining down, like the scythe of death reaping lives!

"He definitely possesses a unique and secret technique!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes burned with intensity.

"A secret technique that can greatly reduce the cost of use, and may even guide the evil power within the bow to nourish oneself! Otherwise, with Canfeng's cultivation level, it would be impossible for him to support such frequent firing!"

The power of this "Boundless Bow" far exceeded his imagination! If he could fully control it, its terrifying characteristics of being silent and capable of annihilating everything, combined with the Bloodthirsty Camp's stealth assassination techniques... Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed with cold light. What a terrifying combination that would be! Whether it was an ambush or a forced breakthrough, it would become his most lethal trump card!
Just as Jiang Xuan was deeply moved, repeatedly weighing the opportunities and risks brought by this evil bow,
Da da da…

Extremely faint footsteps, almost drowned out by the dripping sound in the basement, came from outside the tightly closed, heavy stone door! The sound was very soft, with a deliberate restraint, clearly indicating that someone was cautiously approaching from outside the door!

Enemy attack!

Jiang Xuan's pupils contracted sharply, like a startled cheetah, his entire body tensing instantly. All thoughts vanished in an instant, leaving only a chilling killing intent!
Without the slightest hesitation, his body slid silently to the side of the door like a ghost, and at the same time, his right hand rose up with lightning speed!

hum!
The Boundless Bow is drawn once more! The "Star Cycle" Dharma Image in the sea of ​​consciousness shimmers with light, and spiritual energy and mental power surge wildly into the bow!

A deadly gray glint instantly condensed on the bowstring!

Jiang Xuan's eyes were icy as he sensed the rapidly approaching, wary, and malicious aura emanating from outside the door through the crack! Location... locked!
Release your fingers!

call out.!

The gray light shot out silently, as if piercing through a thin sheet of paper, instantly penetrating the heavy stone door, which was about a foot thick! There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a muffled sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground, coming from outside the door!
boom!
Immediately following was a soft thud as the body fell to the ground.

Without pausing for a moment, Jiang Xuan suddenly pulled open the stone door and rushed out!

Outside the door, in the narrow passageway, the cold air mixed with the dampness of the rainy night rushed in.

A lean man dressed in black was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open and his face frozen in disbelief and horror.

A hole, about the thickness of a finger and with smooth, mirror-like edges, was clearly visible between his eyebrows. (End of Chapter)