Hou Yi quickly took the great bow from his back and fired one astounding divine arrow after another.
They seemed ready to tear the Tribulation Cloud apart!
"Not enough! Not enough!"
"Too weak! Too weak!"
Newly ascended to Great Witch, Hou Yi's True Body towered billions upon billions of feet tall. His divine power was boundless, and he wielded Arrow after Arrow of Law, tearing apart the mountains, rivers, and void.
He had even truly torn the Tribulation Cloud to pieces!
Behind it appeared the battered silhouette of a Golden Crow. Eastern Emperor Taiyi was stunned, but soon grew enraged.
"Impudent!"
Hou Yi also froze, but quickly burst out laughing.
"So it was you, little bird!"
"I was wondering who could be so weak. Today, I'll accomplish what the Ancestral Shamans failed to do back then!"
"I'll cut you down with my arrows!"
"Little bird, don't run!"
Divine arrows tore through the mountains and rivers, churning space into a muddy mess. The calamity was blasted into fragments by the terrifying Arrow Dao Law.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi was even more enraged as he dodged in every direction.
It was no wonder. This was not his True Body, but a clone. He was bringing tribulation upon billions upon billions of living beings at once—how much power could he possibly have?
Most of his strength relied on the Heavenly Tribulation's own power. He simply couldn't stop Hou Yi's sharp assault now.
At last, Eastern Emperor Taiyi slipped up and took seven or eight arrows in a row. His clone nearly fell apart.
He was furious!
Most of all, how dare Hou Yi humiliate him?
"A Quasi-Saint cannot be insulted!"
"You deserve to die!"
Rumble—
High above, in the Demon Heavenly Court in the Heaven Realm, a Golden Crow with a wan aura spread its wings in that instant.
Rumble—
Half of the Heaven Realm was torn open.
Its icy gaze turned toward Hou Yi.
The aura of a Quasi-Saint descended, seemingly intent on killing Hou Yi with a single strike!
The sudden attack of a Quasi-Saint-level powerhouse shook countless beings across the Primordial Wilderness.
They couldn't help looking toward the Heaven Realm.
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi has made his move!"
"Does he still have strength left?"
"Hmm? A tribulation? That's in the direction of Buzhou Mountain—the Houtu Tribe!"
Yet before Eastern Emperor Taiyi could truly act,
a sharp, feminine shout rang out.
"Impudent!"
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, this is the territory of my Wu Clan!"
A majestic goddess shattered space as countless Ancestral Shaman True Bodies strode upon the laws, their gazes icy.
She struck directly against the wing Eastern Emperor Taiyi had thrust out.
Rumble—
The might of a Quasi-Saint was blasted to pieces. Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression darkened, but in the end, he withdrew.
His injuries had yet to recover, and he had also sent out countless millions of clones to bring down tribulations. He simply didn't have enough strength to suppress a mere Houtu.
If he didn't retreat, things would only get uglier.
As Eastern Emperor Taiyi yielded, the Gods of the Primordial Wilderness were also taken aback. Still, they watched the direction of Buzhou Mountain with interest.
They wanted to know who had disturbed this Quasi-Saint.
Then they saw a Great Witch who had finished undergoing tribulation still shouting.
"He ran fast! One day, I'll make sure you die beneath my arrows!"
Many Great Divine Ability Users were left speechless by his words.
They couldn't help shaking their heads.
"Sure enough, the Wu Clan is as arrogant as ever!"
Then each of them went on their way.
On Buzhou Mountain, however, two Great Divine Ability Users thought it over and started down the mountain.
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Chapter Twenty: Bestowing Ancestral Shaman Essence Blood, a Kindred Spirit, Fuxi! (Please Give Flowers and Monthly Votes)
"You're certainly bold. You've formed this Karma with him, and you're sure to face retaliation in the future. Are you really stupid, or just pretending?"
Chu Xuan rarely scolded Hou Yi.
The newly ascended Hou Yi's face darkened.
"What nonsense!"
"What's a mere little bird? One day, I'll knock him out of the sky and make that roast meat you mentioned for you all!"
"As for Karma, our Wu Clan has already offended him beyond repair. Why should we care?"
"If it comes to it, the Ancestral Shamans can take him on!"
Hou Yi wasn't foolish, of course. He saw things clearly. It was just that a little risk wasn't enough to make him change who he was.
Chu Xuan could only shake his head at that and stopped trying to persuade him.
After all, history had shown that this fellow dared to slaughter so many of Di Jun's descendants that he nearly left him without an heir.
The War between the Wu and Demons hadn't even begun yet. It was only natural for him to have such a temper.
But in this life, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had set his sights on him first. He's bound to face plenty of danger.
Chu Xuan fell silent, but Hou Yi kept on talking.
"On the other hand, you seem to have gotten stronger, but somehow you've become even more timid!"
"Hmm? Are you a Taiyi Golden Immortal or a Great Luo Golden Immortal?"
"I keep feeling like something's off!"
"It's like I'm facing an Ancestral Shaman!"
As he spoke, Hou Yi furrowed his brow.
Hou Yi's aptitude was indeed the best. Though Chu Xuan had concealed himself well, they were of the same clan, and Chu Xuan had only recently refined the Ancestral Shaman Essence Blood. Its influence still lingered.
That made Hou Yi vaguely sense something strange about him.
But it was only a vague sense that something was off, caused by the Ancestral Shaman aura. Hou Yi couldn't pinpoint anything specific. At most, he thought Chu Xuan was an unusual Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Once Chu Xuan had adapted for a while, it would be extremely difficult to see through him. Even if someone did, they would have to be at least a Saint—and even then, they couldn't see through the Heavenly Tribulation Authority beneath the Ancestral Shamans.
The Heavenly Mystery Interference carried by Pangu Essence Blood was no small matter.
Just as Hou Yi finished speaking, before Chu Xuan could answer, Houtu Ancestor Wu, who had just displayed her power, arrived.
Seeing Hou Yi's brazen attitude, she was so angry she could barely contain herself. She had naturally heard what he'd said earlier.
"What do you mean, the Ancestral Shamans will take care of everything?"
"Seems I've been far too good to you all. Every one of you is just the same!"
As she spoke, Houtu cast a pointed look at Chu Xuan.
Chu Xuan remained completely at ease and unfazed.
Hou Yi, meanwhile, shrank back and respectfully bowed to Houtu.
"Greetings, Ancestral Shaman!"
He might have been arrogant in front of Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but every member of the Wu Clan respected the Ancestral Shamans from the bottom of their hearts.
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