Qiangliang: Houyi, for fuck's sake, shoot already!
The great battle between the Minghe and the Duke of the East caused a huge uproar across the Human Race.
This is a battle at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal level, and apart from the Human Race powerhouses of Mount Shouyang, it represents the strongest fighting force.
The battlefield was under the watchful Human Race. Even those with considerable cultivation could see it from a great distance and couldn't help but feel their hearts pound with fear.
"Our Human Race actually has such a powerful figure?"
Some people lamented that they did not know the identities of the Duke of the East and the Minghe. To them, these two were too ancient, existing only in fragmentary legends.
Only a very small number of Human Race suspected their identities.
To them, the methods of the Duke of the East and the Minghe were too astonishing; they could wield all sorts of Daoist magic with ease and knew far too much.
The sheer scale of the battle, tearing apart the sky and shattering the clouds, exceeded everyone's expectations.
In a certain tribe, someone looked surprised and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"The Immortal King has been reincarnated too! This is... this is wonderful!"
The man's expression gradually became excited, as if he had seen a relative or a close friend, his gaze never leaving the figure of the Duke of the East.
After a short while, he calmed down, turned around, and left the tribe.
More and more people rushed to the battlefield.
The battle between Duke of the East and Minghe has reached a fever pitch. Both sides are burning with killing intent, fighting to the point of madness, determined to kill each other.
"Boom..."
With a dragon's roar, the heavens resonated. The Dragon-Headed Staff in the hands of the Duke of the East transformed into a phantom of a real dragon, shattering the void in all directions. From afar, it looked as if a real dragon had come to life.
The Minghe released a powerful blood aura, a surging river of blood, accompanied by ghostly wails and howls, lightning and thunder, and torrential rain of blood—a sight that sent chills down everyone's spines.
He is powerful and fierce.
However, Duke of the East possessed a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, so even though his cultivation level was inferior to Minghe's, he remained steadfast and undefeated in the long battle.
Seeing that he could not subdue the Duke of the East for a long time, Minghe's face turned ugly, and he began to think of the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords hidden in the Nether Sea of Blood.
We must summon our magical treasures to slay our opponents.
"Minghe, your reincarnation is far inferior to your former self. Why didn't you stay in the Sea of Blood instead of coming here to die?"
The Duke of the East, full of arrogance, made sarcastic remarks, disrupting his opponent's resolve.
He saw a glimmer of hope and began to plot how to kill Minghe.
The Minghe of today is not the Minghe of the past; there's still a good chance of killing it.
"You piece of trash, do you think I can't do anything to you?"
"The only consequence of thoroughly enraging me is to die a gruesome death, reduced to ashes."
Minghe grinned menacingly, his murderous aura overwhelming. His long red hair seemed to flow with blood, creating a terrifying and astonishing spectacle.
He kept provoking the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords and received a response: today he would do anything to kill the Duke of the East and reclaim the Primordial Violet Qi.
"I'll send you on your way first!"
With a cold shout, the Duke of the East swung his Dragon-Headed Staff, unleashing a devastating attack in an instant.
Meanwhile, the four members of the Witch Clan were already in position, lying in wait in the shadows.
"While they're fighting, find a way to kill them with one blow, giving them no chance to struggle."
Qiangliang stared intently at the battlefield, speaking furtively.
"It's not that we can't beat them, it's that we don't give them a chance to escape."
He then offered another explanation, fearing that Xingtian and Dayi might misunderstand.
"You and I will each take on one, and we'll ambush and kill them!"
Zhurong spoke to Qiangliang, his eyes flashing with cold light, ready to strike.
"This is the only way." Qiangliang nodded, having thought it over and over but unable to come up with a better solution.
Just as they were about to make their move, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Why don't you let me give it a try?" said the Great Witch Dayi.
"Dayi, do you have any ideas?"
Qiangliang asked with a surprised look.
"My Ancestral Witch, please call me by my real name, Houyi, to avoid any misunderstandings!" Dayi offered a seemingly irrelevant suggestion.
"Houyi, do you have any ideas?" Qiangliang nodded and asked again, not dwelling on the matter.
Even he's considering changing his name to avoid suspicion.
"I have this..."
Houyi took out the large bow from his back, smiled, and said, his meaning was clear: he was going to use his bow and arrows to kill.
"Will this... really work?"
Qiangliang and Zhurong expressed their doubts. They knew that Dayi was very skilled at this, but could he really kill Duke of the East and the Minghe?
"I'm 50% confident. If you're worried, you can act together; that way, you'll have an extra layer of insurance!"
Houyi didn't make any boastful claims; he spoke modestly, simply wanting to do his part.
"Fifty percent is enough, we'll make up the other half!" Qiangliang laughed, his face full of excitement.
"Stop talking nonsense and get started."
Zhurong urged, "If we keep going like this, they'll be done fighting by now."
Houyi nodded heavily, then picked up his great bow and carefully found a suitable shooting position.
With everything in place, Qiangliang and Zhurong were also on high alert, secretly preparing their killing moves.
The instant Houyi's arrow was released, they launched their attack, a double-edged sword aimed at killing Duke of the East and Minghe.
Houyi drew his bow to its fullest extent, his magic power coalescing into two sharp arrows, brewing killing intent, gathering strength, and searching for an opportunity.
He remained motionless, waiting like a patient assassin awaiting his moment.
Seeing that nothing was being done for a long time, the impatient Qiangliang couldn't hold back any longer.
"Houyi, you damn well better shoot already!"
Qiangliang, so anxious he was about to jump up and down.
The next moment.
"Sizzle!"
Houyi drew his bow and shot at the sky. Two arrows were released from the bowstring, condensed from the essence of his magic into divine arrows, piercing the sky!
"Do it!"
In an instant, Qiangliang and Zhurong attacked together, unleashing their long-brewing killing intent with a terrifying speed that transcended time.
Their movements were incredibly fast, almost as fast as a divine arrow.
A terrifying killing intent locked onto the target in an instant.
"Who?"
Minghe and Duke of the East, who were engaged in battle, suddenly felt a chill run down their spines and sensed an immense crisis.
Looking back, two figures charged in, a black Thunder Spear and Flame Divine Spear piercing through the air with overwhelming force, chilling everyone to the bone.
"You bastard!"
"Court death!"
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The Duke of the East and the Minghe were enraged and intervened with all their might to resolve the crisis.
Blood splattered as the Duke of the East's arm was shattered by the Flame Divine Spear, enraging him. He unleashed the supreme power of his Dragon-Headed Staff and struck Zhurong.
At the crucial moment, the Nine-Turn Profound Art Technique proved its worth. Despite the overwhelming attack, Zhurong was not destroyed, but only injured.
But then... a new danger was brewing.
"Waaah..."
The divine arrow emitted a demonic sound, unleashing its full killing intent. Its intense light caused all living beings to close their eyes, unable to look directly at it, like ten thousand stars converging, eternally Qiankun the universe.
Two divine arrows locked onto Duke of the East and Minghe, arriving in an instant. They had no time to spare, nowhere to dodge or hide, and were pierced through on the spot, exploding into the heavens and earth.
At this moment, many powerful beings were shocked.
Mount Kunlun.
Laozi and Yuanshi looked astonished, their expressions gradually turning ugly, their faces turning ashen.