After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Time slipped away like sand through one's fingers, quietly passing by as Jiang Ziya knelt and worshipped three times a day.

In that secluded valley, the eerie wind grew stronger.

The straw figure, which was originally an inanimate object, actually exuded the aura of a living person after receiving incense and worship for twenty days.

The three blood-red characters "Xiao Wuji" on the straw figure were so dark they looked almost black, as if they might drip blood at any moment.

Jiepai Pass, the secret room.

Xiao Wuji sat cross-legged on the futon, the world in his eyes was bizarre and wonderful.

In his vision, the black causal thread connecting the West had transformed from a thin line into a chain as thick as a wrist.

One end of the chain was tightly fastened to his soul, while the other end extended into the void, radiating a chilling, cursed power.

"Is my death day only one day away?"

Xiao Wuji reached out and gently plucked at the chain with his fingertips, as if he were playing a musical instrument.

His original plan was to follow this line and give the caster a severe beating.

But when his divine sense flowed upstream along the cause-and-effect line and touched the source, he was burned.

That source—Lu Ya Dao Ren—is practically a hedgehog.

His causal lines were surrounded by a layer of intensely hot golden flames, which was the origin of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Deep within the golden flames, an extremely sharp white light flickered in and out of sight—the infamous Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.

"This bird is not easy to kill."

Xiao Wuji withdrew his finger, his brows furrowing slightly.

With his current peak Taiyi cultivation, the success rate of killing a Quasi-Saint who wields a powerful treasure remotely is too low, and he might even suffer a backlash.

"Since we can't crack the tough nuts, let's try something easier."

Xiao Wuji's lips curled into a cold smile, and his Eye of Cause and Effect was activated at full power. His gaze passed over the thick black line and fell into the deeper part of the Xiqi camp.

Soon, he found an extremely special thread in that tangled mess of cause and effect.

This line has a sickly grayish color, and most importantly, it is deeply entangled with Xiao Wuji.

That was Ju Liusun, who was recuperating from his injuries.

"Uncle-Master Julusun, since you want to kill me so badly, then you shall bear the consequences for me."

The reason for choosing Juliusun is naturally because Juliusun is the most suitable.

Those of higher status than him have no problem with their cultivation, but those of lower status with problematic cultivation are practically sitting ducks.

Actually, he most wanted to choose Guang Chengzi, but as far as he knew, among all the disciples of the Chan Sect, Yuanshi Tianzun favored Guang Chengzi the most, and Guang Chengzi probably had protective measures, so he might not be able to kill him by trickery.

It's better to cut off one finger than to injure all ten. He didn't want to end up like his three cheap masters, who only wounded without killing.

Either don't make a move at all, or if you do, go all out and kill.

"The Great Art of Cause and Effect—Transplanting Flowers and Grafting Trees!"

Xiao Wuji formed hand seals, his ten fingers dancing like butterflies flitting among flowers, sending profound Dao patterns into the void.

……

On the twenty-first day, at noon.

This is the time of day when Yang energy is at its peak, and also the best time for the Seven Arrows of Nailhead to reap lives.

On the earth platform in the valley.

Jiang Ziya had disheveled hair and a withered face.

The twenty-one days and nights of worship had exhausted his energy; now his eyes were sunken, and he looked even more sinister than the straw man.

Lu Ya Daoist stood to the side, looking at the sky, and said calmly, "The time has come. Ziya, let's shoot the arrows."

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath and picked up the mulberry bow from the bill.

He drew the first peach wood arrow from the quiver, nocked it, and aimed it at the straw man's left eye.

Once this arrow is fired, Xiao Wuji will surely be annihilated.

"Go!"

Jiang Ziya gave a low shout and loosened his grip.

collapse!

The bowstring trembled, and the peach wood arrow transformed into a streak of black light, piercing the straw man's left eye socket with pinpoint accuracy.

At the very instant the arrow pierced flesh.

Inside the secret chamber at Jiepai Pass, Xiao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and roared, "Turn!"

The black chain that had originally bound his soul was forcibly bent and twisted at the last second, and forcibly grafted onto that gray and withered causal line.

puff!

Inside the deepest tent of the Xiqi camp.

Ju Liusun, who was closing his eyes and practicing internal energy to heal his injuries, suddenly trembled all over without warning.

Immediately afterwards, his left eyeball seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand, and blood mixed with white fluid gushed out instantly.

"ah--!!"

A heart-wrenching scream pierced through the heavy tent and echoed throughout the camp.

The voice was both too shrill and too familiar.

On the earthen platform in the valley, Jiang Ziya, who had just fired an arrow, trembled and almost dropped his mulberry bow.

"This...this voice..."

Jiang Ziya's face turned deathly pale, and he abruptly turned to look in the direction of the main camp: "Why does it look like Senior Brother Ju Liusun?"

Lu Ya, who was standing to the side, also frowned, but he didn't take it to heart, thinking it was just a coincidence, or perhaps he was worried that Liu Sun's injuries would flare up.

"Don't get distracted!" Lu Ya shouted coldly.

"The arrow has left the bowstring, the cause and effect have begun. If you stop, you will suffer the consequences! Fire the second arrow now!"

Jiang Ziya was brought back to his senses by the shout.

The arrow is on the string, and it must be released.

He gritted his teeth, trembling as he drew a second arrow and aimed it at the scarecrow's right eye.

"middle!"

collapse!

The second arrow shoots out.

Almost at the same time.

"Ah!! My eyes! Who? Who betrayed me?!"

Inside that tent, Julusun let out an even more desperate roar.

His right eye also ruptured, and everything went black. The excruciating pain caused him to roll off the couch and writhe wildly on the floor.

This time, Jiang Ziya heard it clearly.

That was Ju Liusun's voice, and the rhythm of his screams was exactly the same as the rhythm of my own arrow shooting!

A tremendous sense of absurdity and fear instantly gripped Jiang Ziya's heart.

His hands trembled so badly he couldn't hold the third arrow.

"Daojun... something's not right... something's really not right..." Jiang Ziya's teeth were chattering.

Lu Ya also noticed the abnormality at this moment, but the murderous intent in his eyes overwhelmed his doubts.

Once the Seven Arrows of Nailhead is activated to its final stage, there is absolutely no turning back. Either the target dies, or the caster dies.

"No matter who's yelling, shoot this straw man dead first!"

Lu Ya grabbed Jiang Ziya's wrist and forcibly helped him steady the bow and arrow, aiming it at the straw man's heart.

"shoot!!"

Jiang Ziya was swept away by that great force and involuntarily loosened his grip.

collapse!

The third arrow hit the bullseye.

This time, no more screams came from deep within the camp.

There was only a dull "thump," like the sound of some heavy object falling to the ground.

Then, a true spirit drifted out of the camp in a daze, seemingly still confused. It circled twice in the air before being pulled away by the gravity of the Conferred God Platform.

The Great Golden Immortal is on the list.

The earthen platform was deathly silent.

Jiang Ziya's bow slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He didn't even bother to wipe his sweat as he stumbled and rushed down the earthen platform.