Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Hou Yi grew increasingly indignant as he spoke: "Our Wu tribe's Great Luo Realm shamans possess immense brute strength, but their speed is a weakness. They simply cannot catch up with them and can only watch helplessly as they swagger and provoke us wantonly above our tribe!"

Huang Long nodded. The Golden Crow's Rainbow Transformation Technique was an innate divine ability, and its speed was indeed unparalleled in the primordial world. Unless it was a top-level expert who was equally skilled in speed, or restricted by special spiritual treasures or formations, few people of the same level could catch up with it.

"Since we can't catch up, why not shoot them down from a distance?" Huang Long asked. "Senior, your archery skills are so formidable that few creatures in the entire primordial world can withstand them. Could it be that even you are helpless against them?"

Mentioning his archery skills, Hou Yi's bitterness deepened: "Shoot? How could I not shoot! I wish I could shoot them all down, roast them, and eat them! But...!"

He stretched out his large, fan-like hand, and an ancient longbow appeared in his palm. "Young friend, look, this bow of mine was forged from the essence of my own great sorcerer's blood, mixed with many divine irons, and tempered over hundreds of millions of years. It is connected to my mind and spirit. An ordinary demon race Grand Luo Golden Immortal can be severely injured with a single arrow."

"but!"

Hou Yi's tone shifted, filled with resentment, "Those few hairy beasts have now achieved the Great Luo body, and are also protected by the innate true fire of the sun. When my arrows hit them, they broke through their physical defenses, but the bloodthirsty aura on the arrows was completely worn away by the true fire of the sun, so they could not cause serious injuries at all!"

"After taking my arrow, it vanished without a trace."

"These beasts, relying on their speed, are beyond our control. They often appear above the witch tribes, scattering bursts of true solar fire that burn each tribe to ashes. By the time we arrive, they vanish in a rainbow. It's simply... simply...!"

Hou Yi gritted his teeth in hatred: "They are fooling us! They don't take us, the Great Luo Immortals, seriously at all!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Long understood.

Hou Yi's bow and arrow, though a rare treasure with considerable power, had its strongest bloodthirsty power countered by the Golden Crow's true solar fire, making it difficult to inflict fatal damage on a Golden Crow of the same level.

Moreover, the Golden Crow was incredibly fast; Hou Yi could only shoot one arrow before it vanished without a trace.

Unless his archery skills can contain more powerful magic-breaking or qi-breaking power, or the bow and arrow themselves undergo a qualitative leap.

It can kill the Golden Crow of Da Luo Jin with a single arrow; otherwise, there would be no way to deal with these Golden Crows.

The two were talking.

suddenly!

A golden light that made even the Great Luo Realm feel scorching descended without warning!

Besides the one large sun that always hangs high in the sky, there are two more suns that are constantly moving around.

Waves of terrifying heat swept down, instantly drying up newly grown spiritual trees and herbs and setting them ablaze. White steam rose from the river, and countless witches cried out in terror and anger!

Huanglong's primordial spirit swept out instantly, and there in the sky, two three-legged golden crows with their bodies burning with raging golden flames were flying low over the Wu tribes with a disdainful attitude and trailing long rainbows, as if playing!

They emitted sharp, piercing cries, and with each flap of their wings, bursts of true solar fire, each the size of a fist and containing terrifying destructive power, rained down like drops of sunlight!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"ah--!"

The real fire fell on the tribe, instantly igniting everything in the tribe, and landed on the shamans who couldn't dodge in time!

Those with weaker cultivation levels will ignite upon contact with it and be instantly reduced to charcoal!

Even the powerful Wu tribe, when struck by true fire, suffered torn flesh and screamed in agony!

In an instant, fires broke out in one witch tribe after another, thick smoke billowed, and the dead and wounded were heavy!

"You beasts! I will kill you all!!"

Hou Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and his roar shook the heavens and the earth!

Hou Yi flashed and appeared on the highest peak of the tribe. The real bow instantly appeared in his hand. With his other hand, he grabbed at the air and an arrow engraved with witchcraft and surrounded by blood energy was already nocked on the string!

"Whoosh!"

The bow is drawn to its fullest extent, and the arrow flies like a shooting star!

A streak of blood-red light, carrying Hou Yi's boundless rage and immense bloodthirsty power, tore through the sky and headed straight for one of the rampaging golden crows!

The two golden crows clearly sensed the danger, letting out deafening cries. Their solar true fire surged, and they pushed their escape techniques to the limit, leaving afterimages in the air as they tried to evade.

However, how easy is it to dodge Hou Yi's arrows?

The arrow drew an arc in the air and accurately struck the wing root of the slightly slower golden crow!

"puff!"

A muffled thud was followed by a sharp cry from the golden crow, a cry filled with pain and rage.

The arrow successfully pierced through the protective true fire and even penetrated the divine iron-like feathers, leaving a fist-sized blood hole in the golden crow, with golden blood splattering across the sky.

However, that's all...!

The blood-fiend power condensed on the arrow had long been worn away by the true fire of the sun.

The minor injuries sustained were hardly a serious blow to the massive, powerful Golden Crows of the Great Luo Realm; instead, they thoroughly enraged them.

They no longer scattered the sun's true fire, but instead circled around, moving away from the area where Hou Yi was.

Its gaze, filled with resentment and contempt, glanced at Hou Yi, who was nocking his second arrow on the ground. Then, it let out a high-pitched cry, flapped its wings, and transformed into two golden rainbows that pierced the sky and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

Its speed was so great that it filled the witch with despair.

Hou Yi remained in the archery stance, the second arrow still on the bowstring. Gazing in the direction where the golden crow had disappeared, his chest heaved violently. In the end, he could only helplessly lower his arm, his face filled with resentment, anger, and a trace of... deep helplessness.

Even if his archery skills were extremely precise and he could hit every shot, what good would it do? He simply couldn't severely injure the Golden Crow Prince with a single arrow, and he didn't have the chance to fire a second arrow.

The sun's true fire still burns in the tribe, and the wails and furies of the shaman tribesmen intertwine.

Huanglong stood in the Houyi tribe, silently watching everything.

He personally experienced the arrogance and power of the Golden Crow Prince, and his unparalleled speed, which even he could hardly catch up with.

Moreover, these are witches who only cultivate their physical bodies.

At this moment, Huanglong also understood the predicament that Hou Yi and even the entire Wu tribe faced when confronting these aerial overlords.

"It seems that dealing with these golden crows will be no easy task."

Huang Long thought to himself that there was still a long way to go before he understood the inevitable "Ten Suns in One Sky" and the legend of Yi shooting down the suns.

If Hou Yi wanted to shoot down the Golden Crows, he not only needed to improve his own cultivation, but also needed a divine bow that could restrain the Golden Crows so that he could shoot down all nine Golden Crows at the same time before Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi could react.

However, judging from the current situation, if ten suns were to appear on the same day, the one who would die would definitely be Hou Yi, not the nine golden crows.

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