Chen Taichong turned a deaf ear and swept his large hand repeatedly, lightly plucking the bowstring. In an instant, a stream of pure blue energy gathered on the string and formed an arrow—a Greenwood Arrow.
With a pop, Chen Taichong released the bowstring. In an instant, the Greenwood Arrow shot out and transformed into a rain of arrows, which rushed wildly toward Xu Yi.
In an instant, the entire sealed space began to shake violently. Xu Yi's face was as still as water. He put away the Zhengyi Dharma Hammer, and in a flash, fierce flames erupted all around him.
With a rustle, a vast number of Greenwood Arrows instantly pressed his Sui clan's Origin Fire into a ball.
"Go to hell!"
Chen Taichong roared in fury and drew his bow again. A sea of fiery red gathered as the bowstring was pulled taut. Just as the Redfire Arrow was about to be loosed,
a black-and-white strand also drifted into Xu Yi's palm. With a flash, yin and yang became the bow, the five elements became arrows, and a mass of golden light gathered at the bowstring.
"This... this is impossible..." Chen Taichong threw back his head and roared in anguish. He was going mad. He had spent a hundred years mastering these two peerless Divine Skills.
He had secluded himself in the Sun Moon Cold Pond for decades precisely to cultivate the secret art of the Angry Immortal Bow, which he had obtained only after endless effort.
He simply couldn't understand why Xu Yi knew it too.
Could it be that Xu Yi had learned every secret art mastered by the Old Ancestors of the various Aristocratic Clans who had taken part in the Starry Sky Ancient Path formation? Was that even possible? "No, that's impossible!"
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