Chapter 373

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Chapter 373: The Arrow of Kalan

Under the provocation of the ant queen, the paper figure in the sky seemed incredibly furious, its pale face on the paper twisting as it rapidly circled outside the palace.

Bai Li Pangpang, An Qingyu, and Cao Yuan pressed closely against the black palace door, their expressions changing slightly at the sight of the paper figure’s almost frenzied demeanor.

At this moment, a large number of paper figures atop the towering pillars had already noticed their presence and began to approach.

Where is Uncle Li?! Bai Li Pangpang suddenly realized something and looked around.

It seems he didn’t follow us when we were climbing the stone slabs. An Qingyu continued.

Hearing this, Cao Yuan felt a sense of relief; it was better this way. This place is too dangerous, and his cultivation level isn’t sufficient. If something happens, we might not be able to protect him.

Bai Li Pangpang looked up, what should we do now? More and more paper figures are gathering around us… Tsk, why aren’t they going to kill that ant queen?

That ant queen seems very familiar with the situation here, knowing where to avoid the paper figures’ attacks. She must have entered Fengdu before. An Qingyu pondered aloud.

Cao Yuan stared at the increasing number of paper figures in the sky, furrowing his brows for a moment before placing a hand on the black door behind him.

If it comes to it, we can just go inside and hide. After all, with Pangpang’s chalk, we can come out anytime.

Upon hearing this, Bai Li Pangpang’s expression immediately turned sour; he felt a bit pained about his chalk, but compared to his own life, he was more willing to part with his possessions to avoid disaster.

Cao Yuan pushed open the pitch-black door with force, and a chilling, cold aura rushed toward them.

…

Lin Qiye carried Jialan on his back, quickly advancing along the suspended stone slabs toward the red palace above.

He squinted at the top of the imperial palace, seeing the dense paper figures circling in the sky, along with the ant queen hiding at the palace’s peak, provoking the paper figures…

She knows the paper figures dare not enter the palace, so she feels fearless. Lin Qiye saw through the truth at a glance; after all, she had descended into Fengdu two years ago, and by then, she must have figured out some of the rules here, or she wouldn’t have been able to escape to the outside world.

Jialan gazed at the ant queen atop the palace, pondering for a moment before tentatively asking: Are you going to kill her?

Lin Qiye nodded, we came here to kill her.

Jialan thought for a moment, then reached behind her to take out a light yellow hardwood bow. She drew an arrow from the quiver, nocked it on the bowstring, and with her slender fingers, she pulled the bowstring back slowly…

Seeing this, Lin Qiye was suddenly taken aback.

What are you doing?

Shooting her down.

Jialan aimed the arrow at the ant queen atop the palace, her bright eyes narrowing slightly. The blue robe fluttered in the wind as Lin Qiye ran, a faint white light gathering at the sharp arrowhead.

In that moment, Lin Qiye distinctly felt a strange aura gathering behind him, accompanied by a subtle sense of pressure.

Can you shoot her down from this distance? Lin Qiye instinctively slowed his pace.

No need to stop.

With the bow in hand, Jialan’s demeanor seemed to change slightly. She focused on the ant queen at the palace’s peak and said calmly, I may not be able to kill her, but I can definitely drive her down from the top.

The feathered arrow on the bowstring gathered white light, and with a release of her fingertip, the arrow whistled through the air, instantly disappearing from Lin Qiye’s perception.

Lin Qiye’s eyes widened in surprise.

That arrow’s speed is astonishing…

At the top of the imperial palace.

The ant queen, whose body had been shattered by Mumu, had almost fully recovered. She lay on the intricately carved walls of the palace, roaring wildly at the paper figures in the sky.

Watching the paper figures gather in the sky, wanting to come down but daring not to, she felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

Whoosh—!!

At that moment, a glowing white feathered arrow suddenly appeared beside her!

The ant queen was taken aback and instinctively tried to move to avoid it, only to realize that the arrow’s target was not her… but the palace wall beneath her!

The arrow struck the wall beneath her with a loud crash. The imperial palace wall, made from divine materials, surprisingly could not withstand this ordinary feathered arrow’s impact, and dense cracks rapidly spread across the surface.

Boom—!!

With a loud bang, the wall beneath the ant queen shattered, and losing her balance, she thrust her sickle-like forelimbs out to grip the edge of the wall, stabilizing herself as she hung at the palace’s edge.

She turned to look in the direction from which the arrow had come, her fearsome mandibles opening wide as she roared angrily at Lin Qiye and Jialan.

Whoosh—!

The second arrow whistled through the air!

This time, the ant queen, hanging at the edge of the wall, could not evade the arrow as she had before. Despite her desperate attempts to twist her body, the feathered arrow struck her torso, embedding itself deep into her hard shell.

Her massive body was jolted by the arrow’s kinetic energy, her forelimbs slipping from the crevice, and she lost control, sliding off the edge of the palace, her forelimbs sparking against the crimson wall.

She fell from the top of the palace!

Seeing this, the countless paper figures swirling in the air seemed to go mad, rushing downward, their eerie auras intertwining as they charged toward the falling ant queen.

Lin Qiye, who had already reached the palace entrance, witnessed the entire process of the ant queen’s body falling before him, followed by a swarm of paper figures descending from above. Fortunately, the ant queen had drawn all their attention, and none of the paper figures noticed Lin Qiye and Jialan’s presence.

Your arrow can actually penetrate the imperial palace? What material is it made of? Lin Qiye glanced at the damaged wall at the palace’s edge, asking in surprise.

Jialan smiled slightly, taking out a feathered arrow from her quiver and offering it to Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye examined the arrow with his spiritual sense repeatedly. No matter how he looked at it, the arrow showed no signs of abnormality; it was made from the simplest materials, and the craftsmanship was far inferior to the current bows and arrows.

With just this arrow, it can penetrate the imperial palace?

Is it your forbidden relic? Lin Qiye returned the arrow to Jialan, and as soon as he asked, he frowned and shook his head. No, at that time, there shouldn’t have been any forbidden relics.

Jialan seemed to want to explain something, but she couldn’t produce a complete sound and could only silently close her mouth.

Lin Qiye turned to look at the black palace door before him. He remembered that Bai Li Pangpang and the others had pushed open this door and entered.

He placed his palm on the palace door and pushed it open with force.