Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

The powerful shock wave, with the tiger demon at its center, instantly spread out, shattering the surrounding trees and kicking up a great cloud of dust and debris.

As the smoke gradually cleared, it revealed the tiger demon in an utterly disheveled state.

It had been heavily smashed to the ground, its body forging a deep pit in the stiff soil below, and its originally golden fur was now matted with dust and shattered stone.

Even more horrifying was the dark iron Arrow embedded in its massive hind, exposing a fierce wound.

Waves of excruciating pain constantly emanated from its hind.

The tiger demon's eyes, like copper bells, were now filled with shock and reluctance.

Ever since it had started devouring humans, its cultivation had rapidly improved.

Its entire body had long become impervious to swords and spears.

The arrows of the Hunters could not even scratch it.

Recently, the Martial Artists who had come to the mountain to hunt it found that their swords and blades felt no more threatening than tickles, merely cutting a few tiger hairs.

Over time, its ambitions swelled, and it increasingly dismissed the humans here, indulging in excessive predation.

In its eyes, the so-called Human Clan Martial Artists were nothing special.

But now, it had been wounded by a seemingly insignificant iron arrow, how could it possibly accept this?

The tiger demon struggled to lift its head, looking in the direction from which the dark glow had shot.

Its eyes slightly narrowed, focusing their sharp gaze, gradually discerning the figure of a young man standing on a distant treetop with a longbow in hand.

"Good, very good, extremely good! The flesh of such a powerful human is rich in Essence Qi, and consuming him would greatly enhance my cultivation," mused the mountain lord.

The tiger demon turned its head and bit down on the dark iron Arrow lodged in its hind, ready to yank it out, all the while imagining the delightful scene of devouring its assailant.

Just then, another dark glow came shooting towards it.

Tiger demon: "What the fuck..."

Boom!

Once again, a cloud of dust spread everywhere.

Perched in the treetop, Shen Qing retracted his longbow, his eyes sharp as torches.

Utilizing his eagle-like vision, he continuously tracked the tiger demon's location.

Confirming that the tiger demon had not moved, Shen Qing immediately shouted to Xiao Zhi below, "Pass me the rest of the arrows!"

Xiao Zhi wasted no time, quickly tossing all of the remaining dark iron Heavy Arrows up to Shen Qing's hands.

Shen Qing caught them seamlessly, ready at once.

Without any hesitation, Shen Qing fired arrows in rapid succession, shooting them one after another from his hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In that instant, arrows gleamed in the sunlight, whistling sharply as they raced towards the tiger demon.

The fierce sound of tearing through the air materialized.

The arrows wove into a dense net in mid-flight, entrapping the tiger demon firmly within it.

The tiger demon, already impaled by two arrows in its hind, barely came to its senses before it was bewildered by the barrage of arrows.

Boom, boom, boom...

One by one, the arrows pierced the tiger demon's fur, sinking into its body, causing blood to splatter in all directions.

"I'll fuck your mother... Roar!"

The tiger demon let out a mournful roar that echoed in the distance.

Hum!

A bloody radiance burst forth from the body of the tiger demon.

The subsequent arrows instantly penetrated the thick blood-colored radiance, creating invisible ripples.

However, after piercing through the bloody glow, the arrows lost their momentum and failed to sink any further into the tiger demon's body.

By now, the tiger demon's body had been penetrated by six or seven arrows, its blood drenching the ground.

"Roar!"

The tiger demon, frantic with rage, opened its huge, bloodied mouth and roared.

It no longer cared about the arrows stuck in its body, and a bloody wind burst forth around it as it sprinted towards Shen Qing's location.

In the woods, Xiao Zhi and the others heard the continuous roar of the tiger, which grew progressively closer. Their faces drained of all color in an instant.

Seeing that the tiger demon was on guard, Shen Qing knew that his Heavy Bow wouldn't catch it off guard like at the start. He decided it wasn't worth wasting his strength anymore.

He put away the Heavy Bow and leaped down from the tree canopy, landing steadily on the ground.

Shen Qing handed the Heavy Bow to Xiao Zhi and said, "The tiger demon is coming, you should find somewhere to hide."

"And what about you?" Xiao Zhi asked.

Shen Qing smiled and responded, "I, of course, am going to try and kill it!"

Xiao Zhi knew his abilities were limited and he wouldn't be of help here. He clasped his fists and moved away.

Shen Qing then turned to Lian Bing and his senior with the square face, asking, "What about you two?"

The senior with the square face gave a wry smile and said, "I've been injured fighting Ghosts, my Qi-Blood surged up and damaged my meridians. I can't run far; I'll stay here. Maybe I can still serve as bait for you."

Lian Bing followed, "I'm in a similar state; I'll stay here too, hoping not to be a hindrance."

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He stood still, slowly regulating his breath, gradually bringing his body to its optimal state.

The mountains and forests were quiet, with only the occasional disgruntled chirping of insects and birds.

A faint scent of blood wafted through the woodlands.

In the distance, the noise from the tiger demon drew ever closer.

Lian Bing and his senior with the square face felt their hearts rise to their throats, eyes fixated on the direction of the tiger demon.

Deep and powerful, the rhythmic sound of the tiger's footsteps echoed through the forest.

Rustle rustle.

Tree after tree, bramble after bramble, were pushed aside by a massive figure.

A tremendous pressure rolled forth all at once.

Lian Bing and the senior with the square face saw the true form of the tiger demon, their throats constricted as if gripped by an invisible hand, unable to utter a sound.

Their hearts pounded like drums, echoing in their ears.

It was enormous!

The tiger's size was akin to that of a bull, its eyes as large as copper bells, filled with a wild and beastly ferocity.

At that moment, Shen Qing had already brought the Dragon Roar Armor to its limit. The membrane covering his body became even more crystalline and lustrous.

In the sunlight, it shimmered subtly, making him appear as though he were wearing a layer of transparent armor.

Suddenly, a breeze swept swiftly through the forest.

Shen Qing looked up and saw the tiger demon covered in arrows, his face betraying a trace of unnoticeable delight.

"I didn't expect the tiger demon to bring the arrows back. It's not an easy task to find arrows in such a vast forest."

The tiger demon's large frame was also incredibly agile.

It twisted its hind body a few times in the forest, effortlessly drawing out from the trees, standing completely before Shen Qing.

The tiger demon stared at Shen Qing, baring its teeth and speaking in human tongue, "You're the first to injure me in many days, and your scent is delicious and strong. To specially thank you, I've decided to lick off your flesh, bit by bit."

With that, the tiger demon opened its wide mouth, revealing its backward-curving tongue, and licked its own face.

"Huh, a talking tiger—this is my first time seeing one," Shen Qing suddenly said.

The tiger demon was momentarily stunned; the fearful, pleading scene it had anticipated did not occur.

Shen Qing's words seemed to have caught it off guard, unsure of how to respond.

At that moment, Shen Qing looked at the tiger demon, his mouth curving steeply into a smile. A fierce joy spread across his otherwise calm and indifferent face as he took steps forward.

Suddenly, his pace quickened, the muscles on his right arm swelling rapidly.

Accompanied by a fierce whistling sound, Shen Qing's finger jabbed violently toward the tiger demon…