Hou Yi gazed at the little Golden Crow fleeing in panic, killing intent as sharp as a blade between his brows. He enunciated coldly, "Only by killing you can Kuafu's brothers' blood debt be considered repaid!" Before his voice had even faded, he had drawn his final Mysterious Light arrow. The bowstring was pulled to its limit, the bow humming and trembling. His index finger loosened, and the arrow shot through the air like thunder, transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow that cleaved the airflow and streaked straight toward the little Golden Crow's back!
A chill suddenly crawled down the spine of the little Golden Crow as he flew, the cold piercing to the bone, as if ten thousand silver needles had stabbed into his flesh. He immediately understood—the arrow had come. Grief flooded over him like a tide. He beat his wings desperately, and through his tear-blurred vision, the outline of the Heavenly Court finally appeared and disappeared at the edge of the sea of clouds. His desire to live nearly burned through his chest. But when he glanced back, that golden rainbow was already within arm's reach, growing faster and fiercer by the moment. The light in the little Golden Crow's eyes rapidly dimmed. He slowly closed his eyes and quietly awaited his fall.
Boom!
At the critical moment, an ancient Giant Bell suddenly materialized from the void with a thunderous roar. Its mouth faced downward, completely sealing the little Golden Crow inside! The golden arrow struck the bell wall and burst into rings of ripples. Space undulated like a body of water, layer upon layer of wrinkles spreading across it.
His time to die had not yet come. The little Golden Crow stared blankly with his eyes open and found himself curled up inside the bell. A