Sea of All Rivers, All Rivers Flow to the Sea!

As the chanting rang out, the azure righteous qi that had dispersed the clouds of the Bloodline Tide seemed to ignite, blazing furiously.

The azure flames gathered and transformed into a gigantic curved bow. Righteous flames seethed upon it, condensing into a long arrow.

The bow was drawn to its full extent, and the long arrow shot howling into the sky.

But unexpectedly, Lang Hun's expression suddenly changed. Abandoning Yan Baichuan before him, he chased directly after the arrow.

Immediately afterward, a tremendous explosion rang out in the sky. Countless dense streaks of azure light seemed to appear overhead. Then starlight fell, and the long arrows rained down, all shooting toward the Wolf Domain.

Lang Hun let out a great roar. A huge Ancestor Demon Star appeared above the Wolf Domain, blocking the jade-colored arrows descending from the sky. At the same time, the Wolf Domain's Beast Blood Array activated, and countless wolf shadows charged out of it, soaring into the air and rushing toward the remaining arrows of azure flame, perishing together with them.

"Su! Po! Xian!" Lang Hun roared. "You want to fight my wolf clan to the death?"

Seeing this poetic phenomenon, how could Lang Hun fail to guess the other party's identity? In his memory, only one person could unleash this poem's power to such an extent.

That was the original author of this poem, the peerless genius of the human world praised as "the Green Lotus of Ten Thousand Years, followed by Po Xian": Su Po Xian!

To the other members of the Demon Race, this poem might merely be a relatively powerful Half-Saint Strike. But to his wolf clan, it was practically a catastrophe of annihilation!

Although the arrows it split apart were not very powerful, they covered the Wolf Domain and targeted the