Gripping the Candle Dragon Bow tightly, Su Shi'er's True Yuan roared through his body, pouring wildly into the bow like floodwaters bursting through mountains and rivers.
Before the Candle Dragon Bow had even been drawn halfway, Su Shi'er's True Yuan was already exhausted. His body trembled nonstop, and bead-sized drops of sweat covered his forehead.
The half-drawn bowstring could not be pulled back any farther.
"Humph! Is that the bow-and-arrow Magical Treasure from before?"
"What a pity. The bow is a fine bow, and the arrow is a fine arrow, but with your current condition, trying to wield such a Magical Treasure is nothing but a fool's dream."
"Besides, even if you can draw that bow today, so what?"
"There are three Nascent Soul cultivators here, along with two level-four Fire Flood Dragons."
"Do you really think you still have a chance to turn defeat into victory? Struggling in vain will only waste time and make your death even more miserable."
Standing behind the crowd, Yan Dongsheng saw Su Shi'er in such a state and seized the opportunity to mock him repeatedly.
The powerful aura emanating from the Candle Dragon Bow inexplicably made his heart tremble with fear.
Yet when his gaze swept over the Man in Grey and the others present, that trace of panic in his heart immediately vanished like smoke in the wind.
"Humph! No matter what other tricks you have, it is time... for this to end!"
The Man in Grey spoke again.
His hand seals shifted once more. This time, three Eight Trigrams Formation Seals appeared in the sky, surging forth with winds and crashing waves.
It was not only the Man in Grey who attacked.
Elder Ku Rong, Hou Sihai, and the two Fire Flood Dragons also struck without holding back.
Each unleashed their