Master of Untold Daos

The incoming arrows were fast, fast as lightning.

Only now he grabbed the buster blade off his back. The danger he felt from these arrows got to him. He started waving his weapon as if it were a mountain.

As the arrows hit the ground, Duan Shou retreated one step.

Lu Qingxuan saw the pattern similar in his recruiting test. This triple attack almost got the best of me.

He knew this wasn’t a killing move, but a faster way to build up power.

Yang Hun’s arrows were stronger as more were released!

Yang Hun never missed a beat, following with a wolf fang arrow from his quiver. Duan Shou discarded the thought of cutting it down. Showing off had no meaning in a war when living held top priority. Not to mention that was a Martyr weapon, something he had no way of breaking it.

For brief moments, he was akin to a monster as he took care of the arrow, despite falling back a few steps. His advance after was just as eerie, yet the feeling of death only grew stronger. If he didn’t hurry and end Yang Hun, he’d be the one lying on the ground!

Duan Shou flitted like a shadow in front of everyone, yet Yang Hun readied a triple Dao Chain arrow!

Anxiety started creeping up on him, Who the hell is this freak that can control three Dao Chains? And they’re all from the Dao of Slaughter!

Duan Shou was once again blown away but soon back to darting towards Yang Hun. The later was at his sixth arrow!

Duan Shou’s eyes were fixed on his bow, it got his full attention now. The bow left his heart racing.

The three Dao Chain wolf fang arrow spiraled towards him. He knew that footwork was pointless at this time, for Yang Hun’s arrow was now too powerful. As the power grew, so did its speed.

Duan Shou and the arrow clashed, but what got him to pause a split second was, It doesn’t seem to be after my life!

The arrow brushed by his ear, through the air, and into the golden chariot, right between Ding Kuang’s eyes. A hole now adorned his head, yet the arrow held strong, passing through the rest of the chariot.

Ding Kuang’s eyes dimmed and crumbled to the floor, with a stream of golden blood flowing from the chariot.

Only now did the horrid truth set in. Ding Kuang was dead!

“General!”

“The General is dead!”

“Killed by a single arrow!”

Chen Ming was shocked to the core, Yang Hun is a bit too strong. A Gold Immortal like himself died from the sixth arrow!

Yang Hun laughed, “Sorry, it slipped!”

“Jade Lake’s old relic is unappealing!”

“That geezer should’ve been buried a long time ago!”

But this was perfectly normal. Not even dismounted Lu Qingxuan could take more than five arrows.

Duan Shou was now thirty li away.

He was irked, “Hubris will be your undoing!”

This distance was but a step to him, “You’re out of time!”

Duan Shou stomped when Lu Qingxuan met him astride Dragon Horse, “Whether it’s true or not, it has nothing to do with you!”

Lu Qingxuan rushed with his halberd at the ready and also releasing two Dao Chains.

Duan Shou eyed him, Damn it! Why did he have to come?

Duan Shou’s arms bulged, veins wiggling their entire length as he struck with the buster blade.

The weapons met and the immense force sank them into the ground, limbs numb.

The Dragon Horse neighed, standing up on his bloody legs.

Lu Qingxuan was furious, You dare go after my horse? You’re dead!

With their escalating clashes, space showed vestige of collapse.

This was the Devil Gate Star, a star where countless immortals laid buried. Even a star such as this was shaking!

Duan Shou was in a frenzy, launching blow after blow with his buster blade. He couldn’t afford to get held up by Lu Qingxuan. The greatest danger was Yang Hun!

Duan Shou deflected the halberd to see a four Dao Chain wolf fang arrow coming straight at him.

“Damn it! Yang Hun’s power is still rising!”

Yang Hun had a fond memory when he looked at this arrow, “Ah, this brings back memories. Whit the prey in position, all that’s left is to hunt it down!”

Yang Hun nocked another arrow, without an ounce of hesitation. He could still shoot three more arrows. They left the bow one after another, with the final one carrying five Dao Chains!

Duan Shou’s eyes were like saucers. He struck the seventh arrow with his buster blade, only to recoil thirty steps back. And this was when the eight came.

Duan Shou saw Yang Hun stowing his bow. He had absolute confidence in his end.

“No! I am Duan Shou! I am not meant to die here!”

The final arrow had five Dao Chains wrapped around it. He couldn’t take it on.

Duan Shou swung his sword like a tornado until the sky shook with terror.

With a sword, a thousand mountains would fall!

The weapons clashed and he spat out a mouthful of blood and his arms snapped. He could heal them, no problem, but he needed time for that, three breaths at least. Yang Hun clearly didn’t allow for that to happen!

The last wolf fang arrows made a pincer attack. The ninth nailed his shoulder blade to the ground.

With his body battered, his eyes filled with self-mockery.

Chen Ming’s thought, It doesn’t look like I need to pretend any longer, we’ve won. Ding Kuang is dead and Nr.6’s Blade lost.

Chen Ming’s shadow went out in a puff of smoke while his other Blades dealt with the remnants.

Yang Hun landed before Duan Shou, “I must admit, you’re a man who can take my eighth arrow.”