This was the treacherous nature of the Godslaying Needle. It was silent and traceless upon activation, unstoppable in its assault. Once it hit, even if the target survived the initial impact, it was like being struck by a shotgun. Thousands of tiny Alien Divine Thoughts would scatter through the body, roaming unpredictably. They would then integrate into the meridians and blood vessels to inflict a second wave of damage.
This was supposed to be Fang Qingyuan's trump card, an ace in the hole meant to be saved for a decisive final blow. But Chunyu Hua never imagined that, with the support of the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan could unleash this trump card with such wild abandon, firing it off five, even ten times.
