"Wang Xu..."
Yi murmured the name blankly.
He felt his mind reel. Dimly, countless images seemed to flood his mind, yet a thin veil of mist seemed to obscure them, keeping him from seeing them clearly.
As his thoughts churned.
He could not help looking again at the blue-robed figure seated cross-legged beside the Golden Crow.
Then he froze inwardly.
Nine streams of golden light suddenly flew in from beyond the chaos, streaked with crimson, and landed in the blue-robed figure's hand.
They became nine small, rapidly spinning phantoms of Three-Legged Golden Crows.
Crimson Arrows could still be seen embedded in those Golden Crow phantoms.
"The Divine Arrows?!"
Yi's expression changed in alarm.
The blue-robed figure seemed to sense his thoughts and smiled faintly.
"Come here!"
The voice seemed to possess boundless mysteries.
It made Yi fly over and land before him involuntarily.
Only when he drew near did Yi finally see what the blue-robed figure looked like.
He was completely different from what Yi had imagined.
He wore an utterly plain blue robe and had an ordinary face, with seemingly nothing special about him, except that he appeared even younger than Yi.
Yet Yi dared not underestimate him at all. His gaze instinctively turned to the nine Golden Crow phantoms and Crimson Arrows in the Blue-Robed Figure's hand, hesitation showing in his eyes.
The blue-robed figure immediately laughed.
"What, do you want them?"
Yi hesitantly nodded.
"Those are the Emperor Bow's arrows... they belong to the Witch Lord!"
Hearing this, the blue-robed figure chuckled.
"Not necessarily."
Before his words had faded, the Emperor Bow in Yi's hand suddenly shuddered!
Then it actually broke free of his grip and flew straight out, circling the blue-robed figure with a humming sound.
Surprise spread across Yi's face.
"This... why..."
"Hehe, I forged