Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon
Bows were very rare Dharma armaments in the Three Realms. Very few Immortals, Buddhists, or Godfiends used bows and arrow, but when one appeared in the hands of the linen-clothed man, it became the most terrifying weapon in the Three Realms!
The man held an ancient but unadorned longbow in one hand and took out a golden arrow with his other.
“Boom!”
His Dharmic powers burned as a terrifying aura billowed.
By releasing his full strength, he could no longer be concealed. Instantly, the numerous perfected Great Dao existences around Mt. Three Blades such as Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain, Guangchengzi, and Zhurong sensed it. All of them looked in the direction of the stir.
” Hou Yi 1 ?” Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain and Guangchengzi wore looks of alarm. “Is Hou Yi burning his Dharmic powers?”
At Hou Yi’s level, it was truly rare for him to burn his Dharmic powers to deal with his enemies.
The terrifying flaming aura was sensed by both Qin Yun and Yang Jian, so they also noticed the linen-clothed man. Although Hou Yi had yet to shoot the arrow, the invisible oppressive might left Qin Yun and Yang Jian alarmed.
“Mighty God Hou Yi?” Both of them had naturally heard of Mighty God Hou Yi’s fame.
Hou Yi had long chosen to recluse himself in the Effulgent Great World; therefore, in the eyes of many experts in the Effulgent Great World, it was naturally Hou Yi’s territory, so no one dared to raise any provocations. This was the might of Hou Yi that left everyone fearful and awed! Even the Chaos Godfiend, Nine Neonate—a perfected Great Dao existence—had been shot to death by Hou Yi.
Back when the ancient demon Heavenly Courts ruled the Three Realms, how powerful was it? The ten princes were Golden Crows, but Hou Yi had killed nine of them with his arrows all at once! Only one managed to survive.
“What a powerful aura.”
Zhurong looked at the linen-clothed man from a distance. “However, his aura resembles Yi’s.”
Yi was also a Chaos Godfiend. He was proficient with the arrow and bow, but he only reached the pinnacle mighty figure level. Back then, Yi was able to occupy a territory in a small region east of the Heavenly realm with his archery skills. He was also known as East Yi.
“God King, his aura does resemble East Yi’s.”
“He also has a resemblance in looks.”
A few of his subordinates behind him quipped.
Yi had occupied a tiny piece of territory, but as he was wild and intractable, he was quelled by Zhurong. After all, Zhurong had swept through most of the Heavenly realm back then. Yi was just one of the many lackluster factions that fell to him.
“Zhurong!”
The lined-clothed man in the forest roared as he stared at the distant Zhurong. His fervent aura burned even more violently as he did not hesitate to pull his longbow to its limits, strung the arrow on the bowstring, and aimed the arrowhead at Zhurong. He constantly pumped burning Dharmic powers into his bow and arrow, but their might only began to converge.
The violent aura vanished completely as it was fully converged.
This was the final calm before the storm.
“Trying to deal with me?” Zhurong stood in front of Mt. Three Blades and did not move from his spot despite the situation. Without even dodging, he laughed rapturously. “I never expected someone to attack me the moment I got out. Punk, I’ll give you three chances to shoot at me! After the three strikes, I will kill you. I will let the Three Realms know the price for crossing me!”
Zhurong was invincible beneath the Heavenly Dao realm! Zhurong thought nothing of Hou Yi when he sensed that his Dharmic powers aura was only that of a perfected Great Dao.
He was God King Zhurong, an entity who could quash an entire world!
“This time, I’ll show the cultivators who have recently rose to prominence in the Three Realms my means,” Zhurong thought to himself. He did not think anything of the bow and arrow since it was unorthodox.
“Oh?” Zhurong’s pupils constricted.
“Whoosh.”
An arrow stream flashed and tore through space-time.
It was an extremely frightening arrow.
It overwhelmed everything. Even the sun appeared to lose its luster in front of it. All sorts of mighty entities would appear extremely frail before it.
Any expert who saw this arrow would feel that it was of paramount beauty.
From afar, Qin Yun and Yang Jian felt as though they saw an arrow. The stunning arrow left a deep, unforgettable impression on their minds. But when they thought about it carefully, they could not recall the trajectory of the arrow at all. Qin Yun was originally very confident of his Misty Rain Array, but when he saw this arrow, he knew that it was impossible for him to defend against it.
Against such an arrow!
Even if it was delivered in plain sight, there was no means of escaping.
“No good!” Zhurong regretted the moment the arrow left the bow as it streaked across the sky.
He regretted his overconfidence!
It was too fast!
Even though Zhurong was already at the half-step Heavenly Dao realm, one of the strongest existences ranked just beneath the Dao Ancestors and Buddhist Ancestor in the Three Realms, he still found the arrow ridiculously fast. Although he vaguely saw the trajectory and was trying his best to evade it while extending his palm to block it—
“Pfft!”
A stream of light tore through his chest, blasting a huge hole in it. Terrifying destructive forces spread across his body.
The color in Zhurong’s face instantly drained as he maniacally attempted to suppress the destructive forces.
“How is it this powerful?” Zhurong was in disbelief.
Back when he reigned in supremacy over the Three Realms, he had never seen such a terrifying arrow strike before.
This strike even made him sense the might of Goddess Nüwa’s attack.
“I’ll die if I receive a few more of these arrows!” Zhurong immediately understood that it was not shameful to be defeated by an existence at the Heavenly Dao realm, but to be defeated by someone of an equivalent realm as him left him furious. However, he instantly made a decision.
“Escape!”
He was able to yield if necessary!
“Quickly leave this area.” Zhurong sent a voice transmission to his subordinates as he repressed the destructive forces at his chest while casting his escaping divine power.
“Thankfully, I focused on escaping arts after being sealed by Nüwa. I’ve finally made some large strides in them and this escaping art is definitely one of the best in the Three Realms.” Zhurong was very confident.
“Boom!”
A fiery stream flashed as he rapidly headed south.
It was not that he did not wish to tear open space, but that Hou Yi had frozen the Effulgent Great World’s void the moment he took out his bow and arrow. Zhurong was unable to tear it apart in a short amount of time.
“Escaping?”
“God King Zhurong is escaping?” Qin Yun and Yang Jian watched with mixed emotions. Zhurong, who had once reigned supreme, was actually being sent fleeing by Hou Yi? He did not even hesitate to escape?
Guangchengzi and Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain did not find it odd at all.
In the entire Three Realms…
Among the perfected Great Dao existences, Hou Yi was deemed to be the most terrifying one! He was the only one whose attacks could match that of a Heavenly Dao realm entity!
Over time, the strongest perfected Great Dao existences acknowledged by all were: Mighty God Hou Yi, Ancestral Dragon, and the Buddhist Amita.
Hou Yi had spared no expense to burn his Dharmic powers to severely injure Zhurong the moment he attacked.
“God King Zhurong’s escaping art sure is fast. I never heard of him having such powerful escape arts back when he reigned supreme in the Three Realms.” Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain said to Guangchengzi in surprise via a voice transmission.
“He had to have made some changes after being imprisoned for so long,” replied Guangchengzi via voice transmission. “However, in terms of escaping arts, Zhurong can be ranked in the top three among those that are beneath the Heavenly Dao realm. Hou Yi might not be able to chase up to him even if he burns his Dharmic powers to shoot a second strike.”
“Perhaps he might be able to succeed.” Old Mother of Blackfoal Mountain watched carefully as well.
…
“You sure escaped fast! You are even faster than the Celestial Thearch of the ancient demons back then.” Hou Yi pricked up his brows as the ferocious glint in his eyes intensified.
Although he lacked the confidence, he still burned his Dharmic powers and accumulated strength to shoot his second arrow.
He had waited this day for too long.
He naturally had to use all his strength.
“Zhurong is too fast. Hou Yi won’t be able to deliver a third strike. However, forcing Hou Yi to burn his Dharmic powers is quite good too.” In a distant plain, a yellow-robed monk watched it remotely and sighed. With a flip of his hand, a puppet appeared. On it were the words ‘Yi Yi.’ “Today happens to be the last day of the fatal hex.”
“Hou Yi, die!”
The yellow-robed monk held the puppet in hand as he held a blood-stained arrowhead and stabbed it at the puppet’s heart.
