Da Yi, You Hurt Me When You Shot Me!

"You're asking for it!"

Lu Jun had finally had enough of these fools.

A Golden Crow Demon Core?

Only you Witch Race idiots would think of that.

All of you, die!

The Witch Race warrior trying to move the egg only saw a blur.

Lu Jun's palm had already arrived!

With pure, terrifying brute force, it slammed violently onto the warrior's chest!

"Boom!!!"

An earth-shattering roar, an energy eruption like the universe exploding.

"Bang!!!"

That Witch Race warrior's mountain-like body instantly turned into a rain of blood under Lu Jun's palm!

The flesh the Witch Race prided itself on was as fragile as a bird's egg.

Even more terrifying—

Before that blood rain could hit the ground, it evaporated completely in the searing heat!

No corpse left!

Obliterated!

"Bastard! You're no brother of the Zhu Rong Tribe!"

"Whoosh!!"

Da Yi's voice mixed with a sharp, tearing sound.

The Sun-Shooting Arrow, carrying terrifying power, reached Lu Jun's body in an instant!

"Die!"

Da Yi roared in fury.

He was leading this team, and yet a Witch Race warrior had fallen.

This was a disgrace.

Even more disgraceful—they had mistaken this enemy for a brother of the Witch Race!

Disgrace had to be repaid with the enemy's flesh and blood!

"Thud!!"

"Bang!!"

A dull impact exploded in the dead silence, like two divine metals colliding, but with a sickening, grinding resistance!

Time seemed to freeze.

That Ancestral Witch divine arrow, capable of shooting down the sun, freezing stars, and piercing a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal's Primordial Spirit—

With Da Yi's full, furious strength behind it—

Struck the chest of that suddenly appearing figure with pinpoint accuracy.

But!

It only "stuck" there!

The arrowhead barely broke the skin, leaving a shallow dent so tiny that not even a single drop of blood seeped out!

"Hiss—!"

Gasps of cold air rippled through the crowd like venomous snakes slithering across the battlefield.

"Th-this... how is this possible?"

"Blocked? The Ancestral Witch's divine arrow... was blocked?"

That was the power of Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch!

The Dao power of a Golden Immortal of the Origin!

In their eyes, it was the symbol of invincibility!

"Who is he? Who the hell is he?"

"What kind of monster is this? His flesh can withstand the Sun-Shooting Arrow!"

"Too terrifying! This body, this heat... it's even more monstrous than a Great Witch!"

"If even the Sun-Shooting Arrow can't pierce him, could he really have an Ancestral Witch's body?"

Da Yi's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped the Sun-Shooting Bow, the knuckles white from strain.

Impossible!

When Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch, had given him the Sun-Shooting Arrow, she had said clearly—where the arrow passed, no mere Zenith Heaven could possibly survive!

The being before him clearly hadn't reached the Great Luo realm in aura intensity, yet had physically tanked this killing shot!

Lu Jun raised a hand, casually gripping the arrow shaft and pulling it from his chest.

His face was calm, but inside, a storm raged.

The system was incredible!

A body at the Ancestral Witch level—truly terrifying!

Choosing the second option was more than enough to ensure his survival in the Great Desolation World.

The only issue was that during the collapse earlier, the outer energy had been blasted away by the explosion, costing him a massive amount of power and Dao laws.

It had dropped his cultivation straight down to the early Primordial Unity Golden Immortal stage.

But that was a minor thing!

Concentration was the essence!

Call it trading realm for defense—a total steal, no loss!

Besides, falling in realm meant a chance to rise again later, pushing his strength even further.

It also let him get familiar with everything about the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal stage!

Two birds with one stone!

As for Da Yi, your Sun-Shooting Arrow might've worked on the old me.

Now?

Too weak even for a tickle!

"Sizzle—!"

A thick plume of white vapor burst forth. The Ancestral Witch's Great Dao of Ice power within the arrow dimmed and melted away under the high heat of his palm.

He lifted his head, sweeping his gaze over the terrified and bewildered Witch Race warriors, finally settling on Da Yi's face.

"Da Yi, that shot of yours really hurt!"