The weather around him seemed to have gotten a lot hotter.
Qin Feng had actually planned to wait until he left this area before using the system's power to restore the timeline.
But he never expected the system to act so decisively. The moment he finished speaking, it went ahead and did it.
He had just remembered that restoring the timeline would bring back the sight of ten suns appearing at once.
And that would inevitably bring disaster upon the land.
He wasn't fully prepared yet, and he'd be roasted until he could barely stand the heat, too.
A helpless look crossed Qin Feng's face. Then, without hesitation, he moved the rocks blocking the entrance.
He would have been better off leaving them alone. The moment he moved them, a wave of heat struck him head-on.
It nearly knocked him off his feet.
Only his cultivation as a Grand Unity Golden Immortal let him barely withstand it.
Anyone who hadn't reached the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm would probably already have collapsed from the heat.
More importantly, this area hadn't yet fallen under the Witch Race's control.
It lay between the Demon and Witch Races. Eastern Emperor Taiyi's ten sons—the ten Golden Crows—used to come here to play. That meant the place Qin Feng was in now was the hottest spot in the entire Primordial World.
He could only manage a bitter smile. He didn't even have the energy to complain about the system.
He wrapped himself tightly in his power, then quickly charged outside.
He didn't even dare look up. The light in the sky was simply too dazzling.
Even looking at the ground made his eyes ache from the glare. If he looked at the sky, wouldn't he go blind in an instant?
The ten Golden Crows had appeared. Mischievous as ever, they were shining down on the land all at once, without holding back any of their power.
The entire Primordial World was shaken.
The impact reached not only the Witch and Demon Races, but even Buzhou Mountain, the distant East Sea, and the Western Teachings.
The temperature was rising throughout the entire Primordial World.
Many humans, demons, and members of all sorts of other races had Quasi-Saint powerhouses among them, who immediately shielded their people.
At Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa also sent down a wave of power to protect the mountain.
That was the only thing that saved all the humans. No one in the human tribes had even reached the Golden Immortal realm yet.
If not for that protection, they would have been reduced to ashes the moment the ten suns truly descended.
In an instant, the attention of the entire Primordial World turned to the area between the Witch and Demon Races.
Even Hong Yun quietly left the area.
Although his true form was a cloud, clouds were made of water vapor, after all.
Part of Hong Yun's true form was nearly scorched dry beneath the blazing suns. Naturally, he chose to preserve his life and flee as far away as possible.
The extreme heat forced Zhen Yuanzi's Ginseng Fruit Tree to use the power it needed to produce Ginseng Fruits to protect itself.
Zhen Yuanzi watched, heart aching, but there was nothing he could do.
Ten Ginseng Fruits' worth of power had already been taken away, leaving the tree much weaker.
Now it had to use what remained to protect itself. It looked as if it wouldn't have enough strength to produce any Ginseng Fruits this time.
Even if it managed to bear fruit, there would probably be no more than five.
The East Sea churned. A trace of fear on his face, Kunpeng thrashed about beneath the water as the temperature of the entire sea continued to climb and even the sea level began to fall.
Kunpeng and several friends did everything they could to keep the East Sea safe.
But the heat still pressed in.
The entire Primordial World was in chaos.
Those effects were relatively minor. The real upheaval was happening among the Witch and Demon Races, the two peoples closest to the suns.
On the Heavenly Court, Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor were both busy.
They hadn't even noticed the changes outside yet.
The Witch Race, however, was in a different situation. They lived on the ground.
The moment the ten Golden Crows turned into blazing suns and descended together,
every Great Witch in the Witch tribes was roused.
They all looked up at the sky, frowning.
"What do you all think about these ten suns in the sky?"
Several Witch Race powerhouses arrived and exchanged nods before beginning to discuss the matter.
"I think we should shoot down those ten Golden Crows. They don't affect me much, but they pose a huge threat to the Witch Race as a whole."
"If we weren't protecting them, those with weaker cultivation would already have been roasted to ashes."
"And this isn't just a crisis for our people. It threatens the entire world."
A golden light flared in Hou Yi's pupils. His gaze fixed on the ten suns in the sky, blazing fiercely.
The other Witch Race powerhouses nodded. Their warlike race clearly supported Hou Yi's idea.
More importantly, they knew that the ten Golden Crows were the sons of Eastern Emperor Taiyi and belonged to the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.
Shooting them down would be a huge advantage for the Witch Race.
It would weaken the Demon Race and win their own people the goodwill of the entire world.
What was there not to like?
Whether this would provoke Eastern Emperor Taiyi's fury and spark a war between the two races was beyond their consideration.
They knew that war would break out between them sooner or later. It was only a matter of time.
So neither race thought too much about it. If they got the chance, they would weaken the other side. If no opportunity arose, they would wait for one.
Or even create one themselves.
"Then it's settled. Hou Yi, this task is yours. Use your divine bow to shoot them down."
"If you can, don't leave a single one alive. They aren't the source of the sun, after all."
"The sun's true source has merely been suppressed by the Heavenly Court. Once the ten Golden Crows are gone, the sun's origin will appear."
The other Witch Race powerhouses spoke up one after another.
Hou Yi nodded without a word, turned, and raised his longbow.
Faint golden energy slowly gathered in the air, taking the form of a crystal-clear arrow.
Hou Yi aimed it at one of the Golden Crows in the sky.
The Golden Crow seemed to sense a dangerous force locking onto it and hurriedly tried to flee.
But it was too late.
Whoosh!
The arrow turned into a streak of golden light and shot away.
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