The last surviving little Golden Crow watched his elder brothers fall beneath Da Yi's arrows, his face full of disbelief.
He never would have imagined it.
The bow and arrows Qin Mu had given Da Yi were actually this powerful.
"No..."
"How could this happen?"
"My brothers... were all shot down by him?"
The little Golden Crow stammered in shock, at a loss for what to do.
This world was sealed off by an invisible force, leaving him with no way to ascend to heaven or descend into the earth.
Despair and helplessness instantly filled the little Golden Crow's heart.
Meanwhile, the Saints secretly watching the scene were all shocked as well.
"Only the last one remains!"
"Dijun... is probably going to have no descendants left?"
"What kind of supreme treasure was that bow and those arrows Qin Mu sent earlier? How could they be so powerful?"
"The aura of heaven and earth has been cut off. If Dijun learned that all ten of his sons were about to be shot down, he'd probably go completely mad, wouldn't he?"
"Strange. Why do I feel that Qin Mu did this so deliberately?"
"..."
The Nether Underworld, Fengdu City.
After handing the bow and arrows to Da Yi, Qin Mu had already returned.
The other Saints might not know, but Qin Mu understood it perfectly well.
The one who had sealed off Tanggu Valley was likely Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and his purpose was to completely cut off the Demon Race's ten princes' escape route.
Having him deliver the divine bow and arrows to Da Yi was a way of placing this cause and effect in Da Yi's hands.
It was all meant to drive the Witch and Demon races to a complete break.
"Only the last little Golden Crow remains."
"Will Da