Mastering the Sun-Shooting Bow, Five Years Later!

"What martial soul will you focus on?"

Mu En's question echoed through the spacious room.

Yun Yi lowered his head, his gaze falling upon his hands as the churning Soul Power within him gradually settled.

For most possessors of Twin Martial Souls, this might have been a difficult question requiring careful consideration.

But for Yun Yi, the answer had long since been decided.

His knowledge of the plot's progression was his greatest trump card.

The Ice Yi Divine Spear was certainly powerful. Its fusion of Ultimate Ice and Ultimate Water was enough to sweep aside opponents of the same rank.

Across the entire Douluo Continent, top-tier soul beasts and heavenly treasures related to the ice attribute possessed the deepest reserves.

The rulers of the Extreme North—the Ice Empress and Snow Empress—were peerless ferocious beasts with cultivation levels of hundreds of thousands of years.

The original work had also provided specific information about the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow, a divine treasure for ice-attribute cultivators.

In the original work, Huo Yuhao had relied on those heaven-defying opportunities to forcibly build an invincible Ultimate Ice martial soul.

Since someone had already mapped out the path ahead, the Ice Yi Divine Spear's route of growth was exceptionally clear.

Even if he delayed cultivating it for now, once the time was right, he only needed to make a trip to the Extreme North, subdue those ice-type ferocious beasts as soul spirits, and absorb the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow to cleanse and temper his body. The Ice Yi Divine Spear's power would instantly rise to its peak and never fall behind in the slightest.

On the other hand, the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow possessed the dual attributes of Ultimate Light and Ultimate Fire.

Within this Douluo Continent, who could understand the use of the light attribute better than the Rank 99 Radiant Holy Dragon Ultimate Douluo standing before him?

Passing up the strongest light-attribute Ultimate Douluo in the world to grope his way through ice laws alone would be an utter waste.

With Mu En personally guiding and protecting him, focusing on the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow was undoubtedly the best way to rapidly increase his combat strength.

Yun Yi raised his head and met Mu En's probing gaze, his tone firm and decisive. "Senior Brother, I plan to focus on the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow."

Upon hearing that answer, clear delight appeared on Mu En's resolute face.

He had already favored this longbow that contained pure power of light.

Ultimate Light was highly compatible with his Radiant Holy Dragon, so teaching him would naturally yield twice the results with half the effort.

"Good." Mu En nodded heavily and placed his broad palm on Yun Yi's thin shoulder.

"Since you've chosen your path, prepare yourself to work hard from now on. My junior brother, Mu En's junior brother, cannot be a useless fool who throws his weight around relying solely on the quality of his martial soul."

Once that promise was made, five years of hellish tempering began.

Time passed swiftly amid the daily sound of tides on Sea God Island.

Over those five years, the rear mountain of Sea God Pavilion became Yun Yi's personal training ground.

Mu En's demands of him were so harsh that they bordered on inhuman.

The burden placed on the body by two Ultimate attributes was simply too great.

To allow Yun Yi's body to unleash the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow's power to the fullest, Mu En forcibly sealed all of Yun Yi's Soul Power. He made him wear weighted armor forged from Deep Sea Sinking Silver and practice basic footwork and physical conditioning amid the reefs at the edge of Sea God Island.

The crashing waves, the sharp reefs, the scorching sun.

Countless times, Yun Yi collapsed from exhaustion, only for Mu En to forcefully heal him with powerful light-attributed Soul Power, roughly drag him back up, and continue squeezing every last ounce out of him.

Beyond the harsh cultivation of his body came the relentless refinement of his archery.

The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow had no physical arrows. Everything depended on Soul Power and elements condensed into form.

When his Soul Power was still weak in the early stages, every arrow Yun Yi fired drained a substantial amount of it.

To improve his accuracy and energy efficiency, Mu En even captured Lightning Falcons with astonishing flight speed and demanded that Yun Yi shoot them down with a single arrow from a hundred paces away.

Just half a month ago, deep within the beast-fighting zone.

To test the results of Yun Yi's five years of cultivation, Mu En had specially captured a Scarlet Flame Mad Lion with a cultivation of fifteen thousand years from the Star Dou Forest.

It had been a true battle of life and death.

The Scarlet Flame Mad Lion's entire body burned with violent beast flames. Its massive frame resembled a heavy war chariot, and every pounce left deep molten craters in the refined steel-rock floor of the beast-fighting arena.

A stench of blood swept toward him as its claws tore through the air with piercing shrieks.

Facing such a savage creature, Yun Yi, who had only just turned eleven, showed not the slightest trace of panic.

His feet were firmly rooted to the ground, his waist drawing back like a full moon as the crimson-gold Sun-Shooting Divine Bow abruptly formed in his palm.

The heat of Ultimate Fire instantly distorted the surrounding air. When that arrogant Scarlet Flame Mad Lion sensed this origin aura that stood above all flames, its massive body actually stiffened for a brief moment, instinctive terror appearing in its beastly eyes.

Yun Yi keenly seized that fleeting opening.

The muscles in his right arm bulged as he drew the bowstring condensed from light and fire to its limit.

An energy arrow woven from gold and crimson formed between the bow's limbs, and the surrounding fire elements surged madly toward its arrowhead.

"Twang—!"

The thunderous snap of the bowstring overwhelmed the mad lion's roar.

A dazzling gold-and-crimson meteor pierced through the beast-fighting arena.

The air along its path was compressed to the extreme before violently exploding.

The fifteen-thousand-year Scarlet Flame Mad Lion did not even have time to raise its protective fire shield before it was struck head-on by the arrow containing Ultimate Light and Ultimate Fire.

The violent Solar Truefire instantly tore apart the fur defense it had been so proud of.

The enormous lion body was blasted backward dozens of meters by that irresistible impact, smashing viciously into the depths of the hard wall.

The rocks melted, and the smell of scorching flesh filled the arena.

One strike had completely robbed a ten-thousand-year soul beast of its ability to fight.

Mu En, who watched from the high platform, revealed a rare smile of satisfaction.

Five years had passed, and the child of old had shed his immaturity, growing into a graceful young man.

Today, Sea God Pavilion was bathed in bright sunlight.

Yun Yi leaned lazily against a thick Golden Tree pillar.

At eleven years old, he stood much taller than others his age, with long, straight legs.

He wore a moon-white fitted outfit, its cuffs and collar embroidered with intricate flowing-cloud patterns in gold thread, further accentuating his ethereal bearing.

His face was even more striking.

His swordlike brows slanted toward his temples, his nose bridge was high and straight, and faint specks of golden flame flickered deep within his originally clear black-and-white eyes.

This was the outward manifestation that came from cultivating Ultimate Light and Ultimate Fire to a profound level, adding a sacred, inviolable pressure to his presence.

His long black hair was casually tied behind his head with a simple golden ribbon, giving him an contradictory air of languid ease and danger.

His gaze rested with great interest upon the two people in the center of the room.

The current master of Sea God Pavilion, Mu En, had thick black hair cascading over his broad shoulders like a waterfall.

After returning to his peak, he had not only regained the powerful physique of his prime, but every movement also carried the natural bearing of a grandmaster.

Those abyss-like eyes needed only to gaze calmly ahead for the surrounding space to seem frozen.

Standing before Mu En and receiving instruction was a boy of fourteen or fifteen.

The youth wore the uniform of Shrek Academy's outer courtyard and had a tall, well-proportioned build.

His short dark-blue hair was neatly groomed, and his handsome face was refined and scholarly. He was Mu En's great-grandson, known as "Thunderclap Bei Bei."

At this moment, fine beads of sweat covered Bei Bei's forehead.

Although Mu En had deliberately restrained his aura, the invisible pressure from the depths of his bloodline and from an Ultimate Douluo still made standing difficult for him.

The clothes on his back had long been soaked through with sweat and clung tightly to his spine.

"Great Ancestor, after half a month of lightning body tempering, your grandson has completely stabilized his current realm." Bei Bei clasped his hands, standing straight as his tone carried both respect and anticipation.

"Tang Ya has been at the Rank 30 bottleneck for several days. Your grandson plans to leave with her tomorrow for the Star Dou Forest and hunt her third soul ring."

The Star Dou Forest? A third soul ring?

Yun Yi, who had been leaning against the pillar in boredom, suddenly tensed and straightened up.

The golden flames in his deep eyes surged violently, illuminating the whites of his eyes in brilliant radiance.

The plot gears that had lain dormant for five years finally clicked into place at this moment!

Bei Bei taking Tang Ya to the Star Dou Forest to hunt a soul ring was the major event at the beginning of the original story!

It was during that journey that they would encounter the boy who changed the entire landscape of the Douluo Continent—Huo Yuhao.

That endlessly chattering Sky Dream Ice Silkworm who had somehow slept his way into becoming a million-year soul beast, as well as Electrolux, who called himself the Holy Necromancer, would both appear then.

It was finally here.

Hadn't he endured five years of hard cultivation precisely to stir up the winds and clouds in this magnificent new era?

The opportunities in the Extreme North could wait, but he would never allow himself to miss this first encounter outside the Star Dou Forest.

Yun Yi strode over to Bei Bei's side at an unhurried pace.

He stretched his arms, and the bones throughout his body crackled like beans popping in a hot pan. The excitement in his eyes was undisguised.

"Great Ancestor? You call him quite affectionately." A teasing curve formed at Yun Yi's lips as his right hand casually settled on Bei Bei's shoulder, applying a little force.

Bei Bei immediately felt half his body sink as though a small mountain were pressing down on him. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Power flowing through his body instantly became sluggish.

He turned his head and looked at that face, several years younger than his own yet so handsome it was infuriating. The corner of his eye twitched uncontrollably.

By seniority, this eleven-year-old boy was the junior brother Mu En had accepted as a disciple in place of his own master.

Strictly speaking, Bei Bei had to call this brat "Grand Martial Granduncle."

This tangled mess of seniority made Bei Bei's teeth ache every time he thought about it.

"Since you're going to the Star Dou Forest, count me in." Yun Yi ignored Bei Bei's complicated gaze and stated his request directly.

"My body has been stuck on this island for five years. It's practically rusting. I'll go loosen up around the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest, and while I'm at it..."

Yun Yi deliberately drew out the last word, his gaze sweeping Bei Bei from head to toe before he mercilessly delivered the final blow.

"I'll protect you two little weaklings. The Star Dou Forest is full of unpredictable dangers. With your meager abilities, if you run into a group of thousand-year soul beasts, there probably won't even be bones left of you."

Little weaklings?!

Bei Bei's breathing instantly grew heavier, and his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists.

He was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a rising genius renowned throughout Shrek's outer courtyard, and a Soul Elder above Rank 30. Wherever he went, people looked up to him.

Yet now, a boy several years younger than him had called him a "weakling" right to his face.

If it had been anyone else from the outer courtyard, Bei Bei would have already struck them with lightning.

But he could not refute it, nor did he dare to.

Bei Bei shifted his gaze away from Yun Yi's maddeningly handsome face and toward the beast-fighting arena.

Half a month ago, he had personally witnessed how this "Grand Martial Granduncle" before him had casually fired one arrow and nailed that fifteen-thousand-year Scarlet Flame Mad Lion to the wall.

The destructive power displayed by that arrow was something that could reduce even core disciples of the inner courtyard at Soul King rank to ashes if they were the slightest bit careless, let alone a Soul Elder like him.

Compared with such a monster, he and Tang Ya, who had only just reached Rank 30, really were as weak as two little chicks that could be crushed to death at any time.

Bei Bei clenched his back teeth and forcibly swallowed the humiliation churning in his chest.

He forced out a smile uglier than crying and stiffly cupped his hands.

"Since... since Grand Martial Granduncle is interested, then we shall travel together. We'll have to trouble Grand Martial Granduncle to look after us along the way."

Seeing Bei Bei's expression of suppressed anger and silent defeat, Yun Yi was in an excellent mood.

He patted Bei Bei's shoulder, then turned toward Mu En, who sat in the seat of honor, his eyes glittering with eagerness.

"Senior Brother, you won't stop me from going out this time, will you?"