"Hmph. I never intended to cause trouble in the first place. You thought my cultivation was weak and coveted my belongings. Then, when you realized you were no match for me, you tried to run. A bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong like you is a waste of resources just by being alive. I'll send you on your way!" the Golden-robed Youth said coldly.
As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a golden, glittering longbow appeared in his grasp. Several scales adorned its limbs, along with a lifelike Flood Dragon head. The golden longbow gave off a stunning spiritual energy fluctuation; it was clearly a high-grade magic treasure.
He took out three gleaming golden arrows, nocked them on the bowstring, and drew it taut, aiming at the Red-robed Daoist.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A series of piercing whistles rang out. The three golden arrows turned into three streaks of golden light and shot straight toward the Red-robed Daoist.
Feeling three powerful auras bearing down from behind, the Red-robed Daoist didn't dare let his guard down. He hurriedly summoned a Red Shield, which flew erratically around him.
Then he opened his mouth, and a streak of red light flew out, transforming into a small red tower that hovered above his head.
The little red tower spun rapidly, then released a sheet of red radiance that enveloped the Red-robed Daoist.
A closer look revealed that the little red tower's light was dim, and its surface bore several conspicuous gashes. Clearly, the Red-robed Daoist's Natal Magic Treasure had been damaged.
Several muffled thuds rang out as the three golden arrows struck the Red Shield, shattering it at once. The arrows then hit the red radiance, and the little red tower wobbled slightly.
Though the attack hadn't taken the Red-robed