"Roar! You wicked creature! Cease your rampage!"
The great shaman Kuafu roared, shaking the heavens. He was ten thousand feet tall, and every step he took caused the earth to tremble. He waved his Peach Wood Divine Staff, stirring up the wind and clouds, trying to use his supreme shamanic power to condense water vapor to resist the raging flames.
However, the Solar True Fire, being the most yang and intense fire, could not be suppressed by ordinary water vapor. When the Peach Wood Divine Staff touched the true fire of the golden crow, its tip began to char and carbonize!
"Kuafu brothers, be careful! This real fire is powerful!"
Hou Yi saw it clearly and was anxious, but he knew that only by shooting down the golden crow could he escape this calamity. He held his breath and concentrated his powerful blood energy and murderous aura into the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow in his hand and the cold Sun-Shooting Arrow.
The bowstring is taut like a full moon, the arrow tip pointing towards the most arrogant golden crow in the sky.
Hou Yi's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, ignoring the distorted and scorching air around him, ignoring the screams of his people below. His entire spirit and will were locked on the golden crow that was flapping its wings and burning.
"Buzz--!"
The bowstring vibrated, emitting a sharp whistling sound that tore through the sky!
The Sun-Shooting Arrow out from the bow, transforming into a streak of dark light almost invisible to the naked eye. Pangu's malevolent energy surged on the arrow shaft, condensing the hatred of the Witch Clan towards the demon race that could not be washed away even by pouring out the three rivers and five lakes!
Wherever the arrow passed, space seemed to freeze, and even the raging Solar True Fire was forcibly parted to create a passage!
"Pfft!"
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was so clear and so chilling in the world!
"Li--!"
The locked-on golden crow let out a mournful cry that was extremely shrill and pierced the soul. The Solar True Fire burning around its body suddenly dimmed, like a candle flickering in the wind. Its huge body paused abruptly in the air, and then fell from the sky like a meteorite, leaving a trail of golden blood rain!
One arrow, and the sun sets!
The Primordial Wilderness world fell silent! Countless powerful beings who had been observing this place were shaken to their core! Hou Yi had actually managed to shoot down the bloodline of Di Jun, the Golden Crow of the Greater Yang!
"Good! Brother Hou Yi! Well done!" Kuafu was greatly encouraged. Ignoring the excruciating pain from being burned by the true fire, he once again swung his staff and charged towards the remaining golden crows.
However, although the Golden Crow was being manipulated, its instincts remained.
The fall of their companions seemed to have ignited their remaining spirituality, and the seven golden crows became even more ferocious. They no longer scattered, but gathered together. The power of the seven "Greater Yang" combined, and the true fire became even more powerful, transforming into a golden sea of flames that surged towards Kuafu and Hou Yi!
"Not good!"
Hou Yi's expression changed, and he nocked another arrow, but felt the pressure increase sharply.
Kuafu was the first to be engulfed, his towering body instantly swallowed by the golden sea of fire!
He let out a painful roar, the Peach Wood Divine Staff shattered inch by inch in the sea of fire, and even the incomparably powerful body of the Ancestral Witch began to melt and turn black under the extreme heat!
"Hou Yi... hurry... shoot..."
Kuafu's voice became indistinct amidst the sea of fire. His massive body struggled, trying to buy Hou Yi even a moment more time.
Hou Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were almost bursting. He knew that Kuafu was risking his life to create an opportunity for him!
He dared not hesitate for a moment, his body burning with the essence of the great shaman, and the bowstring vibrated repeatedly!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Three more Sun-Shooting Arrow into the sky!
"Li!" "Li!" "Li!"
Three mournful cries rang out in succession, and the three golden crows fell to the ground, exploding into three huge fireballs in the air. Golden blood rained down on the Primordial Wilderness like a torrential downpour, corroding countless pits into the mountains and the earth.
But at the same time, Kuafu's towering figure finally collapsed under the endless scorching Solar True Fire!
The towering body crashed to the earth, stirring up a cloud of dust, which eventually transformed into a peach orchard stretching for thousands of miles.
The Peach Wood Divine Staff that had accompanied him in countless battles also fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.
"Kuafu--!"
Hou Yi let out a heart-wrenching roar of grief. The death of his dearest friend tore at his heart, and his anger and murderous intent boiled over completely!
No more arrows will be kept; all four remaining Sun-Shooting Arrow will be nocked onto the bow! These are all the divine arrows that the Pangu Hall has passed down through generations, specially crafted to counter the power of the Solar Star!
"Fire four arrows simultaneously, and vanquish the evil spirits!"
"Buzz--!"
Four streaks of dark light, like invitations from the Grim Reaper, carrying the hatred of Kuafu, the rage of the Witch Clan, and the supreme power gained by Hou Yi burning his life essence, shot towards the last four golden crows!
A desperate cry echoed through the sky, and four enormous flames exploded in the air, like four dazzling yet cruel fireworks displays.
The Eight Suns Across the Sky ended with the death of the great shaman Kuafu.
The sky returned to normal, but the lingering stench of blood and burnt flesh, along with the pervasive sense of sorrow and murderous intent, remained thick and unyielding.
Yingzhou Island, Tai Yi had just knocked on the Immortal Sect with his Spiritual Sense, holding the bewildered and ignorant Old Ten Golden Crow in his arms.
Just as he was about to explain his purpose to the Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan, a sudden, indescribable pain shot through his chest!
"Puff--!"
Tai Yi suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden Saint Blood, his face instantly turning ashen white!
A profound grief, like a tidal wave, overwhelmed him, as he felt the loss of his bloodline and the death of his loved ones!
He clearly sensed that the life force of his eight nephews, whom he regarded as his own sons, who remained in Tanggu Valley, had completely dissipated at the same time!
"No--!!"
Tai Yi let out a beast-like wail, his eyes instantly turning blood red, and his terrifying aura at the peak of the Quasi-Sage realm erupted uncontrollably, stirring up towering waves in the Eastern Sea and shattering space!
"My nephew! Who?! Who killed them?!"
The Old Ten little golden crow in his arms trembled with fear at his uncle's violent aura and cried loudly.
Just then, the Immortal Sect of Yingzhou Island opened, and Qing Huan's figure quietly appeared.
Looking at Tai Yi, who seemed to have gone mad, and at the Calamity Qi permeating the world and the strange phenomenon of the golden crow's fall, he frowned slightly, already understanding the situation.
"Tai Yi, calm down."
Qing Huan's voice was calm, yet carried the Daoist wisdom of Sage, instantly calming the turbulent spiritual energy around him and slightly soothing Tai Yi's violent mind.
"Heavenly Venerable!"
Upon seeing Qing Huan, Tai Yi grasped at a lifeline and suddenly knelt in mid-air, weeping blood as he cried out:
"My nephew... they... I beg the Heavenly Venerable to tell me what exactly happened?! I will surely tear the murderer to pieces and banish his soul to the deepest hell, never to be reincarnated!"
Qing Huan's gaze pierced through endless space, looking towards Buzhou Mountain, then sweeping over the Tanggu Valley, finally settling on the hidden aura of resentment in a corner of the Heavenly Court, and he said calmly:
"The Golden Crow went out of control, burning the Witch Clan; the great witch Hou Yi shot down the sun with his bow. As for the reasons behind it... it involves deep Karma and old grudges."
The secrets of heaven are truly obscure; even Sage like himself cannot fathom them now...
Tai Yi hearing the name "Hou Yi," Taiyi's killing intent almost materialized. "Hou Yi! The Witch Clan! I will never share the same sky with you!"
He then looked sharply at Qing Huan and pleaded:
"Heavenly Venerable One! Little Ten Old Ten... I beg the Heavenly Venerable One to have mercy and protect me!"
I will fight to the death with my Eldest Brother and the Witch Clan. This is a battle for the survival of the Demon Clan, and also a battle to avenge my eight unfortunate nephews!
Qing Huan glanced at the trembling little golden crow, nodded, and with a flick of his sleeve, took the Old Ten into his Universe and placed it in the core secret realm of Yingzhou Island to nourish it.
"This lad is destined to be with me; he may become my disciple, my personal disciple. Tai Yi, you may depart now. As for this battle... take care of yourself."
Tai Yi felt somewhat relieved after receiving Qing Huan's promise, and bowed deeply to Qing Huan:
"Thank you for your grace, Heavenly Venerable! Tai Yi departs now!"
Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a golden beam that tore through the sky, carrying boundless killing intent and grief, and shot straight toward the Heavenly Court!
He was going to see Di Jun, to gather the demon army, and to use the blood of the Witch Clan to commemorate his fallen nephew!