Xiao Xiao's expression didn't soften in the slightest. His gaze was icy, and a faint golden hue spread across the depths of his eyes.
Everything had happened very quickly, but he had seen it all clearly.
The golden arrow was right in front of it. There was no time to dodge, so Dao Lao Gui copied what Xiao Xiao had done earlier and reached out to grab it.
The next second, the monster grimaced and staggered backward.
Its other hand carved deep grooves into the branch, but it still couldn't stop itself from falling back.
Since it was on a tree branch, one step back sent its foot into empty air, and it tumbled down from above.
It didn't care about the sudden sensation of weightlessness.
Because once the impact had passed, a searing pain surged through the hand clutching the golden arrow.
In fact, the instant it grabbed the arrow, it had instinctively tried to let go, but the golden arrow seemed stuck to its hand.
The burning pain continued.
Still, it had managed to dodge the next golden arrow.
But then—
"Grrr~"
It let out a cry of pain.
The golden arrow still grazed the back of its hand.
A spray of black blood burst out.
Dao Lao Gui fell clumsily from the tree. Then an explosion roared behind it. It rolled frantically across the ground to avoid it, but the blast still sent it tumbling several times.
When the rain's roar returned and the wind howled, it struggled to its feet, its face twisted with pain.
It gritted its teeth and crushed the golden arrow stuck to its hand.
Its hand was a mangled mess of flesh, with bone visible beneath.
Dao Lao Gui's face twisted with hatred.
Yet even through its weakened aura, a