Da Yi's Shock: Where Did the Golden Crow Die?

A Witch Race warrior licked his lips and asked, his eyes flickering with greed and hunger.

A Golden Crow!

A supreme tonic!

At the front of the formation stood a man as massive as a mountain, with an ancient great bow slung across his back.

It was none other than the Great Witch Da Yi, who had just achieved an unprecedented feat.

In the quiver at his back, only one arrow remained—an Ice Divine Arrow personally forged by the Ancestral Witch Xuanming.

He grinned savagely. "Hahaha! How to handle it? Skin it alive, rip out its tendons!"

"Let the lads have a taste—what does Golden Crow meat, raised on the Sun Star, really taste like?"

The moment Da Yi's bold words fell, the Witch Race warriors behind him swallowed in unison.

The flesh of the Demon Emperor's son!

Such temptation, too great!

To the low-ranking Witch Race warriors, a Demon Race as powerful as the Demon Emperor's offspring wasn't prey—it was a death warrant!

Only the Ancestral Witches and Great Witches could even dream of such a thing.

For Lesser Wus like them, gnawing on the leg bone of a Mystic Immortal minor demon was already a rare treat, and eating a Golden Immortal counted as a festival.

Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal like Kua Fu had stumbled and lost his life chasing the Golden Crows, let alone them.

This time, it was entirely thanks to the Ancestral Witch granting the arrow and Da Yi's divine marksmanship—they had stumbled upon a colossal windfall!

"The chieftain is wise!"

"Drag the Golden Crow brat back, build a fire!"

"Boil it into a thick soup for three days and nights—even the bone shards will be sucked dry of flavor!"

The Witch Race snapped out of their daze, their excitement boiling over, drool nearly forming a river.

They howled as they charged toward the center of that scorched wasteland.

They seemed to have forgotten—how exactly does one build a fire to roast a Golden Crow?

What kind of soup could be boiled from the blazing-hot Golden Crow's flesh?

They didn't care. They just kept howling.

[Second stage evolution complete! Innate Divine Being form (human template) activated!]

The moment the System Prompt fell, a terrifying force slammed into Lu Jun's brand-new body!

He lowered his head to "inspect" this "Innate Divine Being body," evolved from the collapse of a Neutron Star.

No longer the vast, sun-spanning Golden Crow true form, massive as a star.

But a perfectly proportioned, highly condensed humanoid shape.

Smooth muscle lines, brimming with a monstrous brute force capable of crushing stars!

Just clenching his fist—

"Crackle! Sizzle—!"

The space around his knuckles twisted!

Every move and gesture made space groan under the strain.

As if it might tear apart at any moment from this pure, extreme material power!

What shocked him even more was the terrifying heat source within!

No longer the Golden Crow's outward-radiating, all-incinerating True Sun Fire!

But a destructive energy, inwardly condensed to the extreme yet wildly boundless!

Like the violent core of a star, compressed and forcibly stuffed into this humanoid shell!

"Sigh... this feeling... so strong!"

"As expected of an Ancestral Witch's flesh!"

His gaze turned to the approaching Witch Race.

Let these Witches welcome my hatching.

The Witch Race stormed into the core of the scorched wasteland, now reduced to nothing but molten lava.

The smug, confident grin on Da Yi's face froze instantly!

Where was the massive, mountain-like, charred Golden Crow corpse?

Or at least a giant, frozen Golden Crow ice sculpture?

There was nothing.

Nothing?

Only a few giant eggs of similar size, their surfaces gleaming with a dull metallic luster!

They stood eerily upright in the pool of molten lava.

Around each egg, the space itself curved inward in a strange, collapsing arc!

Light was forcibly twisted and distorted!

Aside from these eggs, there was only a figure with a terrifying physique radiating an equally terrifying heat.

"Huh, are you a brother from the Zhu Rong Tribe?"

A Lesser Wu, seeing Lu Jun's physique and temperature, instinctively mistook him for a member of the Zhu Rong Tribe.

Lu Jun: "???"

He glanced at himself, then sized up the other.

A powerful body, and mastery over high heat.

It really did resemble the Zhu Rong Tribe.

After all, aside from the Witch Race, no one else could possess a physique like his.

This group of Witch Race had mistaken his identity.

With brains like this, they could dominate the Prehistoric World?

Lu Jun was a bit speechless.

"What the hell is this thing?"

A Witch Race warrior wielding a giant axe stared at the eight Golden Crow eggs.

"Where are the Golden Crows? Those nine huge Golden Crows? Where are the corpses?"

"Yeah, where are the Golden Crows? How are they gone?"

Question marks seemed to flash above every Witch Race member's head.

How massive was a Golden Crow's true form?

Spreading its wings could blot out the sky; falling was like a star crashing down!

These eggs before them weren't small, but compared to a real Golden Crow's true body, they weren't even a millionth of the Golden Crow Crown Prince!

"Brother from the Zhu Rong Tribe, did you see the fallen Golden Crows?"

They even asked Lu Jun while searching around.

Lu Jun was covered in black lines: So the Demon Race was beaten by idiots like this?

Seeing Lu Jun silent, they didn't mind.

"Chieftain! There's nothing here! Just these weird eggs!"

"The Golden Crow's aura... seems to be coming from these eggs? It's faint, but it's definitely there!"

Just then, a Witch Race warrior who seemed a bit more "clever" suddenly slapped his thigh.

Greed gleamed in his eyes: "I get it! Chieftain!"

"What do you get?" Da Yi turned sharply.

The Witch Race warrior pointed excitedly at the Star Eggs: "Demon Cores! These are the Golden Crows' Demon Cores!"

"Demon Cores?" Da Yi looked thoughtful.

"That's right, Demon Cores! The Golden Crows' bodies must have been completely annihilated by Xuanming's ancestral witch power!"

"But their Demon Cores are the core of their lifelong power! Like the inner cores of those great demons, only bigger and tougher!"

Hearing this, the other Witch Race members suddenly understood!

"Right! That must be it! These are the Golden Crows' Demon Cores!"

"Demon Cores! And from the Golden Crow Crown Prince at that! This is way more nourishing than any meat! The power within is unimaginable!"

"Take them back to the tribe, offer them to the ancestral witches, or refine them ourselves!"

"Hahaha! A heaven-sent opportunity! Brothers, let's haul these Golden Crow Demon Cores back!"

The "clever" Witch Race warrior, ecstatic, could no longer hold back.

He charged first toward the nearest Star Egg.

His massive hand, brimming with brute force, reached out to grab and lift it!

"Hmph! You're asking for death!"