Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two streaks of light wrapped in dense Earth Baleful Turbid Qi shot skyward from the foot of Mount Buzhou, tearing through layer upon layer of clouds, passing straight through the Thirty-Three Heavens, and plunging into the vast Primordial Starry Sky.
As the turbid qi dispersed, it revealed two brawny giants standing forty-eight thousand zhang tall.
Both wore beast hides, their exposed bronze skin carved with ancient patterns of mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. Every pattern coursed with boundless power of qi and blood, radiating a savage, primal aura of utmost yang and steel-like hardness.
The one on the left had arms like an ape's and a waist like a wasp's. His ears hung to his shoulders, and his bright eyes gleamed like cold stars, as though they could pierce the void beyond countless stars.
A snow-white beast-bone greatbow rested upon his back, its string fashioned from an ancient dragon sinew. At his waist hung a quiver holding nine heavy black-iron arrows, their tips flashing with icy glints. He was none other than Dayi, the peerless Great Witch whose archery would one day become divine, shooting down nine suns.
The man on the right was even taller, his long legs like towering pillars. He held a jet-black peachwood staff wrapped in ancient vines.
Wild winds naturally swirled around him. With a single step, he crossed hundreds of thousands of li through the starry sky. He was Kuafu, the Great Witch who would one day be renowned as the fastest, chasing the sun itself.
The two peerless Great Witches raced through the stars, charging headlong all the way. Wherever they passed, the void trembled. Neither dared waste even a moment.
"Worthy brother, slow down." Kuafu suddenly eased his pace and turned around, his expression incomparably grave.