After returning to the mountain peak, Wang Xiaoqiang felt a surge of frustration. He knew that the Thunderclap Annihilation Palm was effective against the Corpse Demon and should have used this technique earlier in conjunction with the Patterned Beast, so he wouldn't have missed the opportunity.

Now, what he hoped for was for the Corpse Demon to appear again and stray from the group, giving him another chance.

However, he waited for three days, and the Corpse Demon did not reappear.

Wang Xiaoqiang continued to wait on the mountain peak, cultivating at night. During the day, he stared at the mountains, resembling someone waiting for a returning lover, his gaze piercing with anticipation.

Today, Wang Xiaoqiang was truly tormented by the wait, when suddenly a burst of inspiration came to him. Thus, he lifted his gaze towards the coffin on the opposite cliff.

It was the same coffin where the Corpse Demon had mourned three days earlier.

After watching for a while, he commanded the Patterned Beast to fly towards the coffin.

In a moment's time, the Patterned Beast arrived in front of the coffin.

Wang Xiaoqiang leaped from the Patterned Beast, landing steadily on the coffin.

With a thought, the Patterned Beast folded its wings, turned into a shadow, and returned to the tattoo on his back.

Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze fell to the coffin beneath his feet.

The coffin, though weathered by a thousand years of wind and rain, still permeated a faint fragrance, showcasing its exceptional wood. Otherwise, just the Corpse Qi below would not have preserved it for so long without decaying.

Wang Xiaoqiang grabbed a protruding stone from the cliff with his left hand and, stretching out his right hand, he lifted the coffin lid.

A wave of decay hit him.

Wang Xiaoqiang covered his nose with his hand.

After the decay had mostly dissipated, he let go of his nose and jumped into the coffin.

Inside the coffin lay a mummy, resting in silence. Who knew how many years it had been there.

From head to toe, Wang Xiaoqiang inspected the mummy and, finding no other objects, followed the plan in his mind. He drew his Dagger Fish from his waist and, with a single stroke, severed the mummy's head.

Wang Xiaoqiang picked up the skull-like head and, with a thought, placed it into the Sumeru Ring.

Then, he flipped the headless mummy over. This act was not part of the plan, purely a spontaneous move possibly spurred by curiosity, or perhaps by insatiable greed, to see if there was anything else inside the coffin apart from the mummy.

However, in this impulsive action, a golden cloth package appeared before his dark pupils.

The package looked unremarkable, but the fact it had survived a thousand years without decaying showed it was no ordinary object.

Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes narrowed, a wave of anticipation rising in his heart.

He picked up the package, feeling its icy touch.

Wang Xiaoqiang furrowed his brows, unwound the string sealing the cloth, and opened it to see a well-preserved chart inside. On the first page, nothing special, just three characters in Ancient Turtle Shell script—"Star Chart."

Seeing those three words, Wang Xiaoqiang was stirred. If it were anyone else, not only would they not recognize these words, even if they did, they would likely consider it just a mere chart and discard it like waste paper.

Because these three characters somewhat resembled the traditional Chinese characters used on Earth, he could understand them. His intuition told him this was no ordinary chart, so he eagerly flipped it open.

Indeed... As soon as he turned to the second page, he knew its extraordinariness.

A brilliance like that of the stars suddenly brightened, nearly blinding him at first.

After blinking to adjust, when he looked again, the brilliance had dimmed considerably. On the page was a depiction of a man with a proud posture, legs apart, head raised upwards, mimicking the stance of drawing a bow and arrow. On ten spots on his body, star-like points of light constantly flickered and changed color.

In the lower right corner of the page, there was a section of commentary in Turtle Shell script. Although profound, Wang Xiaogiang could barely recognize it. The general meaning was that it depicted the Sagittarius Constellation and was a Visualization-Type Technique. Practitioners could imitate the seven postures shown on the chart, and in their minds, imagine themselves as a Constellation Archer, to comprehend the true essence and power of this technique.

After reading, Wang Xiaoqiang felt excited yet somewhat perplexed. A diagram with no techniques or incantations, learning to harness its power was indeed unheard of and unprecedented.

As he puzzled over it, he saw a flash in front of his eyes; the ten bright points changed color from white to red. Wang Xiaoqiang watched closely as the illustrated man's stance shifted with the changing color of the lights, returning to an upright position from the shooting pose.

Wang Xiaoqiang was amazed. Suddenly, the ten points of light changed color again, from red to orange, and with this change, the man's posture on the chart changed again, his legs apart, left hand holding the bow, right hand in the motion of drawing the string...

When he discerned this posture, the bright spot on the chart changed again, turning yellow, and the figure on it shifted to another pose, standing with legs apart, left hand holding a bow, right hand pulling the bowstring into a full moon shape...

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet...

After these seven colors changed, the figure on it had completed a series of bow-pulling and arrow-shooting motions.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang finally noticed a clue, he took a deep breath, his heart surged with joy.

It turned out that this was a set of Visualization-Type Techniques quite different from both Qi Cultivation and Body Cultivation. The practitioner only needed to follow the illustrations, strike the postures, and visualize themselves as a Constellation Archer.

Constellations, as legends have it, are guardians in the starry sky, encompassing the Four Symbols and the Twenty-Eight Lunar Mansions, but Wang Xiaoqiang didn't ponder these mythical aspects. For now, just imagining himself as a sacred and majestic deity of the starry sky sufficed.

It seemed like it wasn't as difficult to grasp as the Thunderclap Silent Strike.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought so, feeling a wave of anticipation.

Thinking this, he turned to the third page, which displayed another drawing, depicting a figure in a bizarre posture, resembling a certain wild beast. Similarly, there were ten bright spots like stars on ten parts of the person's body, flickering on and off, endlessly dimming and brightening...

Wang Xiaoqiang could not understand the chart, so he looked at the annotation on the bottom right corner, which was also in Turtle Shell script, stating that this was a Leo Constellation Chart. According to the depicted person's movements and various visualizations in one's mind, one could unleash the power of the Roar of the Divine Lion. With one roar, it could burst someone's skull, shatter the meridians, and when reaching a certain level, it could burst mountains and knock stars off the sky...

That's so awesome!

Having read this annotation, Wang Xiaoqiang thought so, but looking again at the person in the lion-like posture, he felt somewhat displeased.

Thus, he turned another page, which depicted a figure wielding swords. What was different was that this figure had close to a hundred bright spots like stars. Lin Xiaotian skimmed past the image to read the annotation, which stated: This was a Pisces Constellation Chart. Following the depicted person's various stances and through various visualizations, one could master a set of Pisces Sword Techniques... The note ended with a statement, "This technique should exist in heaven; how rare it is in the world."

Turning back to the chart, he saw the person holding twin swords, performing a series of movements with the changing colors of the bright spots, but these movements were extremely intricate, hard to understand at a glance...

Hence, Wang Xiaoqiang came back to his senses, closed the chart book, and placed it in the Sumeru Ring. He then closed the wooden cabinet again, and riding the Patterned Beast, he returned to the original mountain peak.

At this time, it was noon, and he vaguely felt some hunger, so he gnawed on a Leafless Fruit and pulled out the chart book again to continue his study.

After flipping through the complete set of chart books, he realized that the album contained twelve pages in total. The charts displayed the Zodiac Constellation Charts, which were twelve sets of Visualization-Type Techniques.

Closing the chart book, he savored the thought that these twelve techniques were incredibly mystical, each with its own might. However, he still favored the first page's Sagittarius Constellation Chart the most.

On a whim, he wanted to give it a try.

Thus, he opened the chart book to the first page, adopting the posture shown. It was the first stance of Sagittarius, the action of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, while simultaneously visualizing himself as the sacred Constellation.

Just as he struck the pose and entered the state of visualization, he immediately felt a peculiar force fill his body from head to toe. It was a strange and abundant force, clearly not his own, as if descending from the Nine Heavens, infusing his body, nearly bursting his flesh. Especially when he was distracted, this force immediately became turbulent, shaking his bones and threatening to shatter his meridians. Had he not absorbed the demon core and achieved Small Success in the Organ Refining Realm, solidified his body, he might have been burst by that force.

Startled, he dared not be careless anymore and immediately dismissed any stray thoughts to continue his visualization.

At this point, although the force was violent, it gradually stabilized with his visualization.

While visualizing, he performed the seven actions of drawing and shooting the bow.

Each action contained tremendous energy with the momentum of a thousand horses. When his right hand simulated the action of drawing the bowstring at that moment, a sound akin to rumbling thunder echoed faintly from within his body.

This simulated drawing of his right hand felt as though it harbored a volcanic force ready to erupt and burst forth.

With his final action of releasing the arrow, the hidden force blasted out like a tempestuous thunderbolt.

The next moment...

The force struck a huge rock.

Boom!

A rock weighing a thousand catties was instantly blown into fragments with a loud bang, and the powdered stone dust scattered in the wind.

Gazing at the scene before him, Wang Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded.

This mere action had unleashed such tremendous force, and it was only a simulated shot. If he had had a real bow and arrow in hand, who knew how much more powerful it might have been, not to mention it was merely a test. If he practiced as instructed in the chart book, reaching a certain level, could he truly, as the annotation stated, shoot through the sun, shoot down the stars? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote and comment at qiidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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