Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Hou Yi watched the golden crows frolicking around Kuafu's corpse.

With the flapping of their wings, two of the golden crows unleashed bursts of true solar fire like golden cannonballs, as if determined to burn the great shaman who dared to injure them to ashes.

They kept shouting.

"Hahaha! Look at this barbarian, he still wants to chase us!"

"Overestimating himself! Turn him to ashes!"

"Let all living beings on this land see who the true ruler of this primordial world is!"

"..."

The golden crows flaunted their ferocity, reveling in the primal pleasure of destruction.

However, in the next instant, an endless sorrow and rage, like an immortal volcano that had been dormant for billions of years suddenly erupting, came crashing down from the distant sky, or as if it originated from the depths of the earth's veins!

"roar--!"

A roar that seemed to tear apart the soul reverberated throughout the heavens and earth!

Space shattered layer by layer like fragile glass. A figure traversed endless mountains and rivers, ignoring the distance of space, and stepped into this land that had been scorched into scorched earth by the true fire of the sun in just a few steps.

The newcomer was surrounded by a thick, tangible aura of bloodlust and the turbid power of the earth; he was none other than Hou Yi, who came from the Undying Volcano!

He stood before the still-burning, enormous corpse of Kuafu, his figure appearing tiny in comparison, yet the soaring killing intent he exuded caused even the raging true fire of the sun to momentarily halt.

Hou Yi's gaze swept over Kuafu's face, charred black by the sun's true fire. In those eyes that once reflected the stars and saw all things, there was now only the burning pain and sorrow of losing a friend he had spent millions of years with, and an intense killing intent towards the Golden Crow.

He saw two golden crows still venting their anger on Kuafu's corpse, and he saw that even in death, his close friend and kin could not find peace.

Hou Yi stared coldly at the two golden crows, his anger reaching its peak without needing to utter a word.

"You beast! How dare you do this!"

Hou Yi roared, his voice booming like thunder from the heavens.

As he roared at Hou Yi, he suddenly opened his left hand, and a bloodthirsty aura burst forth from his palm!

A divine bow, entirely blood-red, flowed with a dark red radiance. Countless streams of bloodthirsty energy condensed on it. The spiritual energy within the bow, connected to Hou Yi's will, seemed to sense Hou Yi's anger, trembling and roaring incessantly, yearning for the blood of the Golden Crow to baptize him for his first appearance.

As soon as the bow was drawn, the immense bloodthirsty aura forced the suffocating heat around it back by three points, and an incomparably terrifying and ferocious aura spread out.

At the same time, Hou Yi flipped his right hand, and a strange arrow was already nocked on the bowstring.

The arrow was a chilling, dark blue color, especially the arrowhead, where a point of cold light seemed to condense the most extreme cold of the primordial Northern Sea, as if it could freeze the entire world with the slightest provocation!

This is the very arrow that Huanglong crafted specifically for the Golden Crow using his innate cold spirit!

The bow is drawn as full as the moon, the arrow points towards the golden crow!

Hou Yi's gaze instantly locked onto one of the ten golden crows, which was pouring its solar fire onto Kuafu's corpse.

"bump!"

The echo of the vibrating bowstring still lingered in the air when the dark blue arrow vanished.

"call out--!"

A faint, almost inaudible sound of something breaking through the air, not a loud one, carried a resolute declaration of death.

The golden crow that was locked on was the youngest of the ten princes.

At first, none of the golden crows paid any attention to the arrows shot by Hou Yi. Over the long years, except for the two smallest golden crows, the rest were all hit by the only arrow, and the minor injuries were not even considered serious to them.

But......!

The smallest golden crow was still excitedly crying out as it burned Kuafu's corpse.

The next instant, when the arrow was truly upon it, it felt an unprecedented sense of deadly crisis seize its entire mind, and it didn't even have time to think of flapping its wings to dodge.

"Pfft!"

A soft but clear piercing sound rang out.

The azure arrow pierced the Golden Crow's chest with pinpoint accuracy. The Sun's True Fire, powerful enough to melt divine metal and evaporate rivers, was rendered useless before the azure arrowhead.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards—

"boom!!!"

A vast, boundless, and extremely cold primordial power erupted from where the arrow pierced through!

That was not ordinary icy cold, but the ultimate reaction triggered when the most yin and cold source met the most yang source!

The vast, ocean-like essence of the sun within the Golden Crow Prince's body became the best fuel, clashing and exploding wildly with the invading extreme cold power.

The true spirit of the Golden Crow, with its ultimate Yin and ultimate Yang energies colliding, returned to nothingness.

The dazzling golden light intertwined and expanded with the deathly blue glow.

"Bang!!!"

The golden crow exploded with a roar.

It eventually transformed into a massive, ever-spreading cloud of ice crystals, engulfing several nearby golden crows as well!

"cracking--!"

An indescribably mournful cry emanated from the heart of the icy mist; it was the Golden Crow Prince's final struggle before his death.

Through the hazy ice crystals, one could see its massive body frozen in an instant, its golden feathers losing their luster and shattering like glass. The small sun within its body, symbolizing life and power, dimmed rapidly, and finally, with a "pop," it vanished completely.

The immense, extremely yin and cold power spread out like a tide, forcibly pushing away the scorching fire elemental power in the air, instantly solidifying the churning magma on the ground into black, and even the space itself seemed to be frozen and cracked.

Under the terrified roars and gazes of the other nine golden crows, the aura of that one golden crow, like a candle in the wind, completely dissipated into the world.

Its body transformed into countless ice crystal dust particles, mixed with the primordial golden crow blood that had not yet completely dissipated, falling from the sky like a magnificent yet tragic blood-red ice rain.

The smallest golden crow stared blankly at the sky filled with ice crystals...!

"No......!"

At this critical moment, the sixth-ranked Golden Crow appeared in front of the smallest Golden Crow at the last instant, blocking the fatal blow.

"Sixth Brother!!"

"Sixth Brother!!"

……

After a brief silence, the other Golden Crow Princes cried out in anguish.

They cannot believe it, nor can they accept it.

Why did those arrows, which they usually paid no attention to and could at most leave them with a small blood hole, suddenly unleash such terrifying and targeted power today?

The bone-chilling cold made even the golden crow essence deep within their bloodlines feel unparalleled fear and trembling.

The fall of the first golden crow was like the dropping of a world-destroying nuclear bomb, instantly stirring up ripples that swept across the entire primordial world.