Wang Xiu asked, "How about it?"
Yi Xing sneered, "There are people capable of killing , but they are not from this realm, and they are certainly not you!"
[Ding!]
[Detecting soone bragging nearby. Congratulations, Host, for gaining Mana 888!]
...
Before he could even finish speaking, Yi Xing's expression changed.
A wind rose between the cliffs, making Wang Xiu's white robes stir. The next mont, he appeared in front of Yi Xing and struck down with his palm.
Runic symbols filled the sky. The palm strike descended as if heaven and earth were collapsing. The surrounding ground cracked at an alarming rate, and the dense trees in the distant forest were instantly bent double.
Yi Xing's pupils shrank as he held his greatbow horizontally to block.
CLANG!
A crisp sound of tal clashing rang out as this patch of the void thundered. The cliff face crumbled, and a terrifying power erupted.
All the disciples cried out in alarm and quickly flew to higher ground.
Zhuo Canglang raised his hand, conjuring a barrier to isolate Wang Xiu and Yi Xing and prevent their battle from affecting others.
The force of the strike was so great it made Yi Xing's hands go numb, sending him plumting downward. His body began to glow as a red light burst from his eyes, and he steadied his descent.
Then, in one fluid motion, he drew an arrow and bent the bow. A terrifying sharpness converged on the arrowhead. He fired. A green and a red phantom spiraled out from the arrow, transforming into a Cangyuan Dragon and a True Phoenix that soared toward Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu frowned, not daring to et it head-on, and moved to evade it.
Unexpectedly, the arrow seed to have a spirit of its own. It quickly turned around and shot toward Wang Xiu once more.
Yi Xing sneered, "Dodging? You can't escape! Even if you were a Great Emperor, you couldn't escape the lock of my Yi Clan's arrows!"
[Ding!]
[Detecting soone bragging nearby. Congratulations, Host, for gaining Mana 888!]
The Yi Clan's heritage was ancient. An ancestor from the distant past had once beco world-famous for injuring the Devil Race's Emperor Jinwu with a single arrow.
But that was one of their ancient ancestors. Yi Xing clearly hadn't reached that level of cultivation yet.
However, he wasn't bluffing entirely. His arrows were indeed special. Once they locked onto a target, they could pursue it for a thousand miles, even if it fled into the void. This left only one option: face them head-on.
While Wang Xiu was dodging, Yi Xing shot several more arrows.
In an instant, the sky filled with arrow phantoms. The treasured projectiles shone with an endless, mystical light, transforming into various spiritual beasts. True Dragons, Fire Phoenixes, Vermilion Birds, and Bi Ans—all seed to co alive as they gave chase to Wang Xiu with astonishing might.
...
"This is bad. He can't keep dodging like this. The more he dodges, the less opportunity he has to fight back!"
Everyone from the Cangyuan Realm was watching the battle. Fear and worry filled the eyes of Li Zuoyue and the others.
Zhang Yuge furrowed his brow. "Strange, why do I get the feeling Big Brother isn't going all out?"
Ji Zidian frowned. "Could it be that his injuries haven't fully recovered?"
Li Xuanqi's face was slightly pale as he stared at the battlefield. "His condition is perhaps worse than we thought!"
The more they considered it, the more panicked they beca. It had been only a little over a year since the battle at the East Sea. Back then, Wang Xiu's injuries were so severe that the Snow Ancestor had declared it would take him hundreds of years just to wake up.
Now, that recovery ti had been shortened by more than a hundredfold. That Wang Xiu had awakened at all was a miracle, so it was only natural that his injuries weren't healed and his strength wasn't fully restored.
Li Zuoyue slapped herself. "I'm so stupid," she said anxiously. "How could I not have thought of that? I should have stopped him from fighting!"
A distance away, Zhuo Canglang and the others stared at the battlefield in silence, their thoughts unreadable.
...
「High above」
"He's not going to make it!" a man declared, his eyes fixed on Wang Xiu.
The youth who had mocked him earlier sneered, "I thought he was so powerful. Turns out he's just a flashy good-for-nothing!"
Senior Sister Zhao, her skin as white as jade and her figure stunningly curvaceous, stared intently at the battlefield. "He must have suffered a severe injury that hasn't healed," she said, her red lips slightly parted.
Another person added, "I'm afraid he won't get the chance to recover. The situation is now completely in Yi Xing's hands. With his temperant, he won't leave anyone alive!"
However, no sooner had he spoken than the unexpected happened.
...
Wang Xiu's robes billowed, and a mystical light enveloped him. Like a wraith, his figure instantly rged into the void.
Yi Xing sneered, "I told you, it's useless—"
Before he could finish, his expression changed. The dozen or so arrows following closely behind Wang Xiu didn't pierce the void to continue their pursuit as they had before. Instead, they stopped mid-air as if they had lost their target. Their light quickly dimd, and they plumted from the sky.
Yi Xing was utterly shocked. How can this be? It's the first ti anyone has ever evaded my arrows this way, let alone soone from the Lower Realm!
No one answered him.
Ripples spread through the void as Wang Xiu reappeared with one hand behind his back, looking like a celestial being returned to the mortal world.
Yi Xing said coldly, "Playing tricks! Die—"
He bent his bow and nocked an arrow again. Endless mystical light gathered before him, like a volley of teors ready to be launched.
Just then, Wang Xiu again displayed his ghostly agility, instantly appearing before Yi Xing. He grabbed the bow and said, "Don't shoot!"
Yi Xing's face darkened. The greatbow in his hand surged with golden light, releasing a terrifying aura. He t Wang Xiu's palm with a blast of his own, knocking him back. He then flashed to another position and nocked an arrow again.
Unexpectedly, before he could loose the arrow, Wang Xiu reappeared in front of him and grabbed him. "Don't shoot!"
Yi Xing was speechless. "..."
As a master archer, Yi Xing naturally possessed exceptional movent techniques and was a first-rate kiter. However, no matter how he dodged, Wang Xiu could always appear with impossible precision at the very instant he was about to shoot, preventing him from even releasing an arrow.
...
"Hiss... Yi Xing is actually being suppressed?"
High above, all the Proud Children of the Nine Heavens were astonished as the situation so unexpectedly reversed. Just a second ago, Wang Xiu was still the one being hounded by a volley of arrows.
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