Spirit Vessel Chapter 1168: Saint's Demise Arrow

Chapter 1168: Saint’s Demise Arrow

The appearance of the vessels caused the hidden outsiders to make their move again, wanting to weaken West Bull before the next calamity.

Their target during this conference was the human race, and they wanted to fan the flames of war.

“It’s a shame that it was all for nothing, we didn’t expect you to know so much on top of taking the initiative. We have underestimated humans.” Shaman Crow said.

“Three saints in total, who is the third? Heavendao?” Yueting asked.

“You know too much so you must die today.” Shaman Crow smiled.

No one else could listen to their conversation due to their sacred radiance. Feiyun could tell that they were talking but heard nothing.

‘She can kill two saints in one day, our difference is too great.’ Feiyun clenched his fists.

Although he knew that his memories might not be real, he still couldn’t help feeling both love and hatred. Images of their time together by the northern sea popped up, and the image of when she mercilessly pierced his heart.

Love and hate were two sides of the same coin. The stronger the love, the stronger the hatred.

‘What should I do now? Do I ask her why? Or does she even know me?’ Feiyun wanted to solve this mystery.

He wasn’t afraid of natural disasters or a marching army, only this woman.

What was more devastating than a fiery love thrown into a glacier? Changing from hot to cold could melt steel, let alone the heart.

Nonetheless, he wanted to face this directly instead of running away.

***

The battle began again between Shui Yueting and Shaman Crow. The region around them was reduced to nothingness due to the destructive nature of Immortal Refiner.

“Void Slas.h.!.+” She waved her hand and created a dao law, severing the opponent into two halves.

“Gather!” He shouted and the two halves became resplendent, turning into two three-legged golden crows. Their divinity was incredible and erupting.

“These are the dao avatars of the golden crows?” Shui Yueting asked.

“A drop of blood of mine can turn into an avatar.” He said.

“We’ll see how many you can create then.” She swung her hand again for another enormous slash, cutting the crows again.

The broken pieces turned into crows, seemingly infinite and unkillable.n(-1n

Sword energies fought against flames, devastating s.p.a.ce itself. After a brief pause, ten golden crows surrounded Shui Yueting.

Humans capable of watching the fight were at a loss for words. Was this crow truly unkillable?

“Aquamoon Deity, did you think we didn’t have an ace card to kill you? Here it is now!” A majestic voice interjected.

“Whoos.h.!.+” A golden arrow crossed through dimensions and appeared on the battlefield.

It spanned several hundred meters and caused dao laws to follow its path. Everyone’s heart stopped beating and their blood froze after its appearance.

This was Saint’s Demise, an arrow from Nine-arrow Grand Saint.

The ten golden crows soared upward, not wanting to be caught by the arrow.

“Pluff!” It pierced through her chest and her blood blossomed like flowers in s.p.a.ce. It killed both the body and the dao.

During Time Immemorial, the ten saints of the Golden Crow were immensely strong. Each had a chance of reaching the grand saint realm. Alas, nine were taken down by exactly nine arrows.

Rumor has it that the bow and arrows were damaged during the calamity. Why was there one now?

Humans became startled and felt a strong sense of sorrow.

Shaman Crow stared at the wounded Shui Yueting and sneered: “Know your place, human, you cannot change the inevitable for you cannot fathom our power. Your death is destined along with the destruction of the human race. No one can oppose Heavendao.”

Meanwhile, some blood drops splashed outward as the arrow circled back and disappeared.

‘How can this be? The real arrow? She Feiyun stared at the woman whose blood stained her red dress.

Her sword world dissipated and turned into white clouds, preventing her from falling.

Meanwhile, the battle at Aquamoon ended a while ago with the humans’ victory. Only a few pseudo-saints from the demon side survived.

Alas, their celebration was cut short with the news of her death.

An old pseudo-saint returned and shouted: “Aquamoon Deity fought valiantly but was killed by Saint’s Demise Arrow.”

Humans got down on their knees and wept - the spine of the human race had collapsed.

The sky turned red and blood rained down afterward. Everyone lamented the fact that they still lost in the end.

***

Feiyun started shaking because strands of Buddhist energy automatically left through his pores.

At the same time, golden strings of energy came out of her lips and coiled around her, turning her into a coc.o.o.n.

‘She, she practices Golden Silkworm Scripture too?’ Feiyun understood why his energy was leaving - she had a higher level of attainment in this dao.

‘This is the meaning of the sixth diagram, coc.o.o.n! It grants the user immense life force and there is a chance of returning to life after death!’ Feiyun once thought that this couldn’t be true. However, it was happening before him.

Could the sixth diagram let someone relive another lifetime? He was only at the fourth diagram and didn’t understand the potential of the sixth.

Shaman Crow could tell that something was off. The ten crows gathered into an old man flicking his finger at the coc.o.o.n.

“Boom!” The energy ray struck the coc.o.o.n, which was akin to a pebble sinking into the ocean. Not even a ripple could be seen.

“Oh?” He then summoned Immortal Refiner to attack.

Nine sharp Buddhist rays stretched infinitely through s.p.a.ce like swords, forcing him back.

Immortal Refiner initiated its attack on the coc.o.o.n but everything was nullified by the countless layers of silk.

At the same time, the laws of heaven and earth continued flowing toward the coc.o.o.n, initiating an endless cycle of life and death.

***

In an unknown dimension with seven celestial rivers flowing toward the cosmos, a golden arrow appeared and soared through the primordial chaos in one of the rivers.

Someone was keeping up with it - a man in a plain robe, around forty years of age. His speed was frightening.

He stopped and smiled: “I finally found you, it certainly wasn’t easy. Come out, Heavendao!”