Drawing a Bow to Kill an Enemy Ten Thousand Miles Away

One day later!

Jiang Ming rose and looked around at everyone. "Thank you all for your hospitality. Let me set off a few fireworks for you."

No sooner had Jiang Ming finished speaking than more than twenty figures in the air burst into blood mist like fireworks, then swiftly vanished.

The Assassin Dynasties had been getting rather rampant lately.

His Vermilion Bird Totem Deity had mainly been cultivating. Whenever it struck, it left no loose ends; every Primordial Creature that had seen it had died.

Now, his Dao Palace Vermilion Bird Totem Deity had returned to the Fire Domain for secluded cultivation. It had only one goal: to devour the Immortal Fire Dao Tree at the very center of the Fire Domain.

That was practically a pinnacle Great Emperor-level dao fire.

For the Vermilion Bird Totem Deity, there was no treasure better suited to its transformation than such a flame.

Only then did everyone snap awake.

So many people had slipped into this little Cave Heaven world without a sound, yet many of those present had noticed nothing.

The Assassin Dynasties' methods truly had their own distinctive strengths.

Human World and Hell had joined forces.

What had they come here to do?

Jiang Ming did not care who their target was or what sweet dreams they were indulging in. If they provoked him, they had to die.

Even after all this, Jiang Ming's attack was not over. He looked at a young Southern Mountains prodigy who used a bow. "Brother, lend me your bow."

The Southern Mountains prodigy was naturally thrilled. "It is my honor to lend my weapon to the Eastern Emperor, Jiang Ming."

Jiang Ming took the fine Spirit-Communicating Treasure battle bow without asking for arrows. Two divine arrows, woven from crimson and black dao patterns, swiftly formed