Chapter 205: The Plot Exhausted, the Dagger Appears—Dark Moon Dharma King!

"This… this is impossible!"

Xiao Yinglin was completely dumbfounded; clearly his Ghost King Bow had hit the opponent, yet the opponent was unharmed.

Ghost King Power, Devouring Human Soul.

Unless one is a Martial Dao Master, ordinary martial artists cannot possibly resist its Yin Sha power's attack.

How did that boy manage it?

"Impossible? Nothing is impossible!"

Qin Shuo gave a cold sneer, drew a Black Iron Heavy Arrow from his quiver, and swiftly pulled the Dragon Spine Splitting Heavens Bow to full draw.

Boom!

The bowstring trembled, like a thunderclap.

Having lost two-thirds of his qi and blood, Xiao Yinglin's consciousness was blurred, acting solely on obsession; he could hardly dodge Qin Shuo's arrow, strong enough to kill a Visceral Tempering martial artist.

Whoosh!

However, just as the arrow was about to pierce Xiao Yinglin's skull and explode it, a strange scene occurred.

Behind Xiao Yinglin, a black spot spread like ink, expanding to a person's height in the blink of an eye,

and finally transformed into the silhouette of a graceful woman.

Boom!

Like a shadow, her face indistinct, only an outline; the woman in black sleeves flicked her arm, a crystal‑jade hand reaching out from the shadow and striking repeatedly.

Vast palm power surged forth with gusts of Gang Wind, actually smashing Qin Shuo's arrow into several pieces.

"Dharma King, save me……"

In the instant of life and death, even though Xiao Yinglin's consciousness was dim from excessive qi and blood loss, he awakened under the extreme threat of death.

"Trash!"

The Dark Moon Dharma King's voice was icy, bare of any concealment of disdain and hatred.

Her figure was alluring and seductive; even if her face was unseen, only a simple silhouette, it was enough to stir the imagination.

"You hold the Ghost King Bow yet can't kill a mere brat—your Xiao Clan is utterly worthless!"

The Dark Moon Dharma King seized the Ghost King Bow from Xiao Yinglin's hand; his previously blurred face suddenly lit with a pair of intimidating eyes, fixed on Qin Shuo a kilometer away.

"Being able to withstand the erosion of Ghost King Power shows your soul is far stronger than that of an ordinary martial artist.

Moreover, you possess Buddhist divine abilities, so your soul is naturally tough and unbreakable.

No wonder the Snake Eagle and the three good‑for‑nothings of the Xiao Clan fell to you.

The black‑shadow woman flipped her palm, the Ghost King Bow instantly turned to face Qin Shuo, its ink‑black string pulled to a full moon in an instant, and a blood‑colored forge rose like a volcano behind her.

"A master who ignites the forge!"

Qin Shuo's heart pounded wildly as he sensed an intense, dense danger.

Unlike Xiao Changbow's half‑baked, desperate breakthrough, the person before him is on par with Fu Lingyuan, truly having ignited the forge and half‑stepped into the Master Realm—a top‑tier existence.

Such a master is rare even across the whole Yun Province.

Just like Xiao Yinglin, when the Ghost King Bow was drawn, its wielder's qi and blood surged into the bow like a floodgate opening,

finally condensing into a blood‑arrow as thick as a thumb.

When that blood‑arrow was aimed at him, an extreme sense of danger surged in Qin Shuo's heart.

Just as before, there was no dodging, no escaping!

"But this arrow…… huh?"

The Dark Moon Dharma King, who had been gathering power, suddenly lifted his head to look at the sky,

a scarlet light shot down like a Heavenly Phoenix piercing the heavens, erupting from the nine firmaments above.

The scarlet light pierced the dark clouds, revealing a petite figure treading an Azure Bird, a great red cape fluttering wildly.

"Fu Lingyuan?"

The Dark Moon Dharma King's pupils contracted sharply; the Ghost King Bow instantly turned to meet the descending Phoenix Wing Golden Bell.

Ding!

The blood‑arrow struck the Golden Bell, emitting a resonant metal clang that rang through the night sky.

At the same time, a spirited shout rang from afar to near, descending from heaven to earth:

"Dark Moon, I've been waiting for you a long time!"

Swish!

A flash of red light, and the Phoenix Wing Golden Bell, just knocked aside by the arrow, was now grasped in the hand of the petite figure in azure armor and red robes.

Her form plummeted at extreme speed, like a phoenix bird lunging sideways,

The Golden Bell in her hand was swung round, stirring the surrounding Gang Wind, and together with the bell's edge it came down in a slash.

Cry!

The Gang Wind took shape, like an Ancient Phoenix Bird spreading its wings in midair.

Even from a kilometer away, Qin Shuo still heard a phoenix bird's sharp, piercing cry in his ears.

"You surnamed Fu, dare to ambush this king!"

The Dark Moon Dharma King gave a cold snort, his voice icy as a ten‑thousand‑year glacier, his wide sleeves sweeping out with the sound of waves crashing on shore.

Beneath it lay a hand of white jade, congealed like mutton‑fat jade.

At that moment, like a steel whip lashing, a black giant python formed from True Gang shot out from the sleeves, colliding with the Ancient Phoenix Bird lunging from above.

Rumble!

Like two prehistoric beasts suffering a horrendous collision.

Heaven and earth seemed to freeze for an instant.

At the confluence of the Black Python and the Red Phoenix, the waters were clearly separated, as if an invisible mirror stood between them, with red and black light frantically spreading on both sides.

The waves surged, and the qi raged like a gale!

The next moment, the invisible mirror seemed to vanish, and a mountain-shaking, sea-roaring surge of qi and light collided violently.

Boom—

It seemed as if the entire Thunder Pool had exploded,

The shockwave radiating from the blast's center was several meters high, like layer upon layer of giant waves, one ring after another spreading outward.

A deafening sonic boom echoed across the sky, and the turbulent airflow blew the roof tiles of nearby houses into the air, clattering noisily.

Two half-step grandmasters clashed, completely rousing the entire Yunzhou City.

Many people woke from their sleep, filled with panic, rushed out of their homes, and stared up in horror.

"The Ghost Mother Sect's rats have finally lost their patience!"

Flying Star General Pang Tong leapt onto his own roof and gazed toward the direction of Qin Shuo's residence.

The matter of Qin Shuo and the Sect Master setting a trap was known to all three Demon-Subduing Generals.

It's no wonder that our Sect Master Fu stubbornly remained above the clouds for three days without coming down, all to catch a big fish.

Who would have thought, he actually caught one.

Dark Moon Dharma King!

One of the Four Dharma Kings of the Ghost Mother Sect, his rank is second only to the Sect Leader of the Ghost Mother Sect.

Over the years, it has been these Four Dharma Kings leading the Ghost Mother Sect's Eight Guardian Dharma in stirring up trouble in Yunzhou, causing demonic disasters to run rampant.

"You sneaky rats who hide your heads and show your tails, too afraid to reveal your true faces, dare to call yourself king in front of me?"

Fu Lingyan's voice was cold and domineering; as her words echoed, she descended from the sky and engaged the Dark Moon Dharma King in battle.

Bang bang bang bang!

The two collided repeatedly, and the terrifying qi surged like rolling waves, shaking the entire sky.

Watching the two figures continually drift away, Qin Shuo felt a sense of longing.

A battle of that level is beyond his current strength to intervene.

Back then, he could spar with Xiao Changgong because the latter had been crippled by Nie Jin Feng, leaving him with less than half his strength.

Moreover, his opponent had to divide attention watching for Nie Jin Feng's return, which gave him a fighting chance.

Now, truly facing such an opponent, he finally grasped how vast the gap is between igniting the furnace and refining the organs.

This gap is far greater than that between condensing truth and refining the organs.

Whoosh!

Seeing that the threat had been eliminated, Qin Shuo himself also let out a sigh of relief.

Don't fear thieves stealing; fear thieves who keep an eye on you.

This joint fishing operation with Fu Lingyan should be able to deter the Ghost Mother Sect for a while.

Next, he needs to seize the time to boost his strength, and participating in the Divine Weapon Trial can finally be put on the agenda.