Ancient Martial Saint Emperor of Another World [Complete] - 29

Chapter 327 True Dragon Qi - Dragon Devours the World -- Chapter 328 Victory

A cold snort, "Hmm~~~", instilled a deep-seated fear in the tens of thousands of surviving angel legions, as if the god who controlled their lives was enraged, causing them to tremble involuntarily. "

How could you barbarian birdmen possibly know our Chinese life-saving technique, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique?" The faint voice was like a needle; though not loud, strangely, everyone within several miles of Yanhuang City, including these birdmen, heard it clearly. "

Open!" With Qin Feng's soft utterance, a dragon-shaped qi, the totem dragon of China, flew out from Qin Feng's right arm. As if alive, it circled Qin Feng once, let out a low roar, and flew towards Catherine, who was trapped in the death space. With

a "Whoosh~~~~", as if piercing an invisible barrier, the dragon-shaped qi, like a dragon emerging from the water, gracefully traversed the death space. The energy coiled around Catherine, who was now unconscious, and quickly merged into her body. "

Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, Heavenly Demons Arrive, Merge!" With Qin Feng's short shout, the terrifying gray death energy seemed to be controlled by an invisible giant hand, constantly being compressed.

"Merge!" As the word fell, the death aura released by Stephen's sacrifice and the Phoenix's selfless true essence was compressed into a gray energy ball.

It was a blessing in disguise. A faint smile crossed Qin Feng's cold face as he beckoned to Catherine, who was unconscious in mid-air. Catherine involuntarily flew towards Qin Feng.

Gently catching Catherine, a rare gentleness flashed across Qin Feng's cold face. The gray energy ball in his right hand was gently placed on Catherine's forehead, slowly pressing into her body.

In an instant, as if washed by celestial dew, Catherine's previously eroded... Her aged face instantly regained its former rosy glow and radiance. "

Rest well, Cheng, leave the rest to me." Qin Feng gently kissed Catherine's forehead and gently set her down. As if supported by a giant hand, Catherine finally landed slowly beside Evelyn, whose injuries had been healed by Qin Feng. "You

...you...are...Qin Feng..." Stephen's eyes were already blurry, but his remaining consciousness still guessed who it was from the reactions around him. "

Die!" Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Qin Feng coldly spat out a single word from between his teeth.

The next moment, a broad blade of energy, carrying a violent aura, shot out from Qin Feng's outstretched right palm, like a giant blade that cleaved the heavens and earth, slicing the already dying Stephen in two from top to bottom! "

I'm sorry, I have unavoidable difficulties." Qin Feng glanced at the already... The dilapidated Yanhuang City and the exhausted warriors of various races on the city walls silently murmured a sentence in their hearts.

However, these birdmen would not let a single one go. A simple sentence, yet like a royal decree, pronounced the fate of the remaining 30,000-plus members of the Angel Legion.

True Dragon Qi - Dragon Devours the World! With Qin Feng's emotionless voice, a purple dragon-shaped true qi about ten feet long suddenly shot out from the top of his head. After swaying a few times in the air, it suddenly transformed into thousands upon thousands of hair-thin energy threads, like cells suddenly dividing.

These purple energy threads seemed to be more than that. Just as everyone held their breath, watching the once-in-a-millennium spectacle in the sky, those thousands upon thousands of hair-thin energy threads, as if they had been given a catalyst, suddenly began to grow on their own.

They grew wildly at a speed that was indistinguishable from human flesh, and after a moment, they actually resembled the purple divine dragon that had first appeared before the light. The pattern was exactly the same.

These countless purple dragons, seemingly possessed by life, writhed and surged forward like purple ribbons, hurtling towards the terrified members of the angelic legion.

Ahhhhh...

Ahhhhh...

A series of screams echoed in the air as the countless purple dragons, like spears brimming with true energy, easily pierced the armor of the angelic legion members.

It is well known that the most terrifying aspect of angels is not their astonishing combat power, but their regenerative abilities! Thanks to the Reincarnation Pool, even if an angel dies, as long as their soul remains, they can be reborn through the pool. In other words, as long as the soul exists, these angels are incredibly difficult to destroy. Therefore, angels are the most difficult race to deal with. However, today seems to be a day that rewrites history.

The purple dragon energy shattered the members of the angelic legion... Then, as if knowing the angels' souls would drift back to the divine realm, the enormous dragon's maw suddenly opened, swallowing the terrified souls of those who couldn't escape in time.

Streaks of purple light flashed across the sky, and a shower of golden rain, like sweet dew, rained down upon the land. The fluttering white feathers, like their masters, fell continuously from the heavens, like swallows dying for love, carrying a faint sense of tragic grandeur. At

this moment, Qin Feng, like a cold-eyed god, silently observed everything that happened above Yanhuang City. His domineering aura caused everyone to involuntarily want to prostrate themselves.

The angel legion members, who had previously made Yanhuang City unable to raise its head, were now like ducks waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how hard they tried, the purple dragon energy seemed to calm them down, whistling through their bodies!

In less than a quarter of an hour, these more than 30,000... The members of the Angel Legion were completely annihilated under Qin Feng's powerful attack; not a single angel remained alive in the sky!

In the blink of an eye, the more than five million soldiers the Divine Realm had used to annihilate Yanhuang City were reduced to ashes, like a wave that had stirred up a ripple but ultimately had to return to stillness.

The Six Directions Overlord, Heaven and Earth Return to One! Seeing the Angel Legion wiped out, with countless angel souls imprisoned within his true energy transformed into millions of dragon energies, Qin Feng smiled happily and said calmly. (To be continued)

As Qin Feng's words fell, an incomparably powerful gale suddenly rose from the heavens and earth, sweeping across the entire battlefield. The chilling aura of death and killing intent, like ants drawn to honey, rapidly converged on this gale, quickly forming a storm brimming with murderous intent. No

one knew what Qin Feng was going to do, nor could anyone guess his next move. All they could do was... Heads raised, gazing up at this god-like man,

Qin Feng hovered in mid-air, his arms clasped in a gesture of respect, wisps of electricity crackling between them. A solemn expression filled his face, as if he were engaged in something of utmost importance.

This night was destined to be anything but peaceful. Although the previous battle had been quelled, the raging energy permeating the heavens and the malevolent gales hinted at many intriguing secrets.

Qin Feng, casting his spell in mid-air, seemed to have reached a crucial moment in his cultivation. His black robe billowed without wind, his silver-white hair stood on end like long, sharp needles, and the third eye on his forehead resembled a world-destroying demon star, cold and icy blue electric currents flashing within it. Two illusory dragons, one azure and one purple, each about three zhang long, appeared behind Qin Feng, intertwined and seemingly alive, constantly moving.

At this moment, Qin Feng was like a demon god descending upon the world, his domineering aura pressing down on everyone, making it hard for them to breathe.

The pressure from heaven and earth grew increasingly intense, giving the soldiers of Yanhuang City a feeling that the sky was about to collapse. Cold sweat poured down their foreheads.

Just as they felt the pressure in the air growing unbearable, Qin Feng's slightly excited voice suddenly rang out from mid-air—"

Retract!"

With that word, the pressure on everyone eased, and their breathing became much smoother. The previously intense, murderous gale seemed to vanish without a trace, and they all looked up at Qin Feng in mid-air.

Qin Feng, as if engaged in a struggle, coldly stared at the black object in his hands,

now compressed to the size of a watermelon. Clearly, Qin Feng held the upper hand. The black object in his hands seemed alive, struggling and trying to escape Qin Feng's grasp. The creature, seemingly under control, emitted intermittent hissing and pleading sounds, as if begging Qin Feng to spare it.

However, Qin Feng appeared not to hear, increasing the pressure in his hands. The watermelon-sized black object was compressed further, and its speed increased significantly. Those on the Yanhuang City wall only saw a black phantom appear between Qin Feng's hands, accompanied by the horrifying screams. "

Enough, merge!" Qin Feng's somewhat annoyed voice rang out from mid-air. With this powerful hum, the black object seemed to know its fate and resignedly stopped, only continuing to cry out, trying to beg Qin Feng to let it go. Unfortunately, Qin Feng was Qin Feng, someone who wouldn't, and couldn't, easily change his mind!

As the black object was compressed into a pea-sized pill, a weight was lifted from the hearts of the Yanhuang City soldiers... The pressure of his rank finally dissipated, and Qin Feng, like a cloud, slowly floated down onto the wall of Yanhuang City. "

What? You recognize me now? Or is it because I didn't return sooner?" Having dissipated his power, Qin Feng lacked his previous domineering aura, yet he seemed even more unfathomable. He appeared to blend seamlessly with his surroundings and the world around him, making everyone almost think they were seeing things. "

General!

Your Highness?!

Commander!"

Spurred on by Qin Feng's words, the crowd, now waking up, immediately surrounded him, their eyes filled with joy, yet none of them could speak. "

I know you have something to say to me, but shouldn't we wait until I've settled my family?" Qin Feng blinked, gently moving his hands towards Catherine and Evelyn on the phoenix in the distance. The two women instantly floated into Qin Feng's arms as if being lifted. "

Uh, well, hehe..." ...

Haha...

General, it's been years since we last met, you've become much more witty...

General, please...Madam Aini is still waiting for you at the manor..."

A flurry of voices erupted, but everyone consciously made way for Qin Feng.

"Thank you..." Qin Feng smiled and nodded, then vanished from everyone's sight in a flash.

"Wow, what stage has the General's strength reached now?"

"Tch, how could a boor like you possibly guess the General's strength? Sanmengzi, save your brains, you blockhead!" "

Tch, shorty, you think you're so smart? If you're smart, tell me! Damn it, why didn't those bastards kill you just now?" "

Sanmengzi, you...I...I'm not dead! We're all alive and well because we're going to eat all of your miserly stuff, otherwise, we won't be happy even when we die." ...Besides, my godson is about to be born...I'm still waiting to hold him...

Haha...Hahaha...

Let's go drink...

Yes, today we'll completely wipe out these bastards, let's all go drink...

Let's go, let's drink...

The Marshal's Mansion in Yanhuang City, although ravaged by war, is now as tranquil as a mirror.

A gentle breeze blows by, and the guards of the mansion feel a chill, touch their necks, mutter to themselves, and then straighten up to continue their work.

In a room with an open window in the mansion, a peerless beauty stands by the window, her exquisite face etched with an unyielding sorrow, her slightly furrowed brows like the heart of Xi Shi, evoking pity.

A breeze blows by, as if to smooth away her sorrowful brows.

The woman... Her body stiffened abruptly, then trembled violently. Whether from joy or sorrow, she asked in a trembling voice, each word deliberate:

"Feng... really... really is you...?"

She dared not turn around, afraid that if she did, this familiar feeling would vanish. She was afraid, her heart raced, afraid of being disappointed again... because she loved him!

Chapter 329: Kiss Kiss Kiss

A warm embrace, like a safe harbor, enveloped her tightly from behind. There was only a small gap; he held her close.

The familiar warmth, the familiar scent, the familiar movements—it was as if it had appeared countless times in her dreams. Tears of longing flowed like a burst dam, gushing forth uncontrollably. She didn't look back, didn't turn around, and didn't try

to hide her smile, letting the tears stream down, soaking her clothes and dripping onto his hands.

The grievances, the sorrow, needed no concealment; they flowed freely within her . In front of the one you love most, any pretense is superfluous!

So much sorrow turns into tears of longing.

"I'm sorry." His familiar voice reached her ears, without any unnecessary words, explanations, or explanations needed.

A wise woman never questions her man's reasons for coming home late. A man, a good man, has his own reasons; he knows what he should and shouldn't do.

She shook her head, saying nothing, simply leaning quietly against him, feeling his strong heartbeat, smelling his familiar scent, enjoying the warmth of his strong arms

encircling her, even if it made it hard to breathe.

"Don't you blame me?" she asked softly, nuzzling her soft cheek against his. "

I love you, Ni isn't an ordinary woman, someone I'd willingly bear children for." A woman, a man who willingly submits to her, is no ordinary man. To become your woman, I

must bear the difficulties and challenges that come with it. Annie shook her head, gently stroking the man's sharply defined face behind her, feeling

the strong lines and warmth emanating from her palm. In a barely audible yet remarkably firm voice, she said, "

Thank you." No extra words, just an ordinary phrase, yet it contained genuine emotion.

Many say love is a fleeting fragrance, a momentary spark.

Many say love is a glance exchanged across countless lifetimes, a destiny cultivated from past and present lives.

But little do they know, true love originates from trust and understanding in life.

Many say time is the enemy of love; yet, in truth, time is the inevitable path to true love.

"Ah... Feng, I was only thinking of myself. By the way, where are Sister Catherine and Sister Evelia?" The beauty in his arms trembled suddenly. Although she couldn't break free from the large arms encircling her, she couldn't help but

ask anxiously. Her beautiful, blind eyes strained open, and the anxiety between her brows revealed her simple and honest nature. "

Don't worry, I've taken care of everything. I've healed Catherine and the little girl's injuries. They just need to rest now. After all, they've been working so hard for so long. It must have been tough on them." He gently

patted her cute little head, speaking affectionately. "

Oh. Then I'll cook for you, Feng. You haven't eaten my cooking in so long. I don't know if you can still enjoy it?" She said cautiously, like a little girl afraid of failing an exam. "

Don't rush. I want you to see me eat the food you made." He gently pinched her small nose. "Son," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "

But I..." The little girl wanted to say something more, but suddenly something soft, both dry and moist, blocked her mouth. A slippery, snake-like thing

darted in between her teeth, hot and with a long-lost intimacy, domineeringly swirling between her lips and teeth.

A wave of dizziness washed over her, that familiar yet long-lost feeling assaulting her fragile nerves once more. She

let the man behind her hold her petite body, letting him possessively taste her fragrant lips.

Like rain after a long drought, like looking down from the summit, like the turbulence of a torrent, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating, sometimes forward, sometimes backward,

meandering and returning. Like a graceful dance, clumsily following his steps, carefully adapting to his domineering nature, tenderly responding to his affection.

For this moment, countless days and nights of longing, countless sleepless nights of waiting, joy mingled with a touch of sorrow, all transformed into tears like spring rain.

The bittersweet taste, the happiness amidst the sorrow, all these emotions were like colorful ribbons, the true flavor only those experiencing them could fully understand.

After a long while, their lips parted.

"Feng...I...I...I'm dying..." Aini gasped, nestled against Qin Feng's broad chest, her breath coming in short gasps. "

Then, let me kiss you back to life." Without giving Aini time to refuse, Qin Feng forcefully pressed his lips to her alluring red lips again.

Like spring flowers in full bloom, a hazy, pinkish fragrance slowly filled the room. The two, chasing after their love, forgot time, forgot place, forgot everything in the world; all they

remembered was their tender embrace.

Mmm. ...Hmm...Wind...I...I'm going to explode...After a lot of effort, I finally managed to push this guy, who was sticking to me like a leech, away a little. Feeling the

strong heartbeat in his chest, I couldn't help but blush. Annie's mosquito-like voice, with a hint of coquettishness, was enough to make any normal man feel a

pleasure that went deep into his bones.

I've only kissed you twice, and you're already about to explode. What if in the future...? The teasing voice was mixed with deep affection.

Don't say it...Eek...Annie was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground. Luckily, she couldn't see, otherwise she really didn't know how to face this, this cute yet annoying

guy.

Wind...

Hmm?

Wind...

Hmm...

Wind...

...

Wind...

Oh dear, you're messing with me, then I'll have to deal with you according to family rules!

*Sob*...Hmm...Hmm...

I told you not to come anymore, I can barely stand anymore. Why don't you go find Sister Catherine and Sister Evelia? I...I'll go cook for you...I

've only kissed you three times and this is it. Looks like I'll have to practice with you more in the future! Qin Feng at this moment had completely lost the domineering demeanor he displayed in front of outsiders, instead acting

like a mischievous husband joking with his little wife.

The secret chamber beneath the Marshal's Mansion in Yanhuang City.

Wind...Can this really restore my sight? Aini sat upright on a crystal bed, anxiously asking the composed Qin Feng. Her blind eyes were filled with expectation,

a mixture of joy and worry.

Chapter 330 Ocean of Love:

The Secret Chamber beneath the Marshal's Mansion in Yanhuang City.

"Feng...can this really restore my sight?" Aini sat upright on a crystal bed, anxiously asking Qin Feng, whose face remained calm. Her blind eyes were filled with expectation, a mixture of joy and worry.

"Don't worry, you will definitely regain your sight. This is the method your grandfather told me." Qin Feng gently stroked Aini's head and softly kissed her forehead to comfort her.

"But..."

"Be good, listen to me, just sit as I say. It might be painful, but you must endure it, otherwise...I'll take care of everything else." Qin Feng didn't let Aini continue, kissing her lips. After a long while, he released the panting Aini, saying tenderly.

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid...you'll get hurt..." Aini shook her head, unusually stubborn.

"If I can't restore your sight, then I won't be happy either." Qin Feng pinched Aini's chin, lifted her head, and looked into her blind eyes, as if trying to infuse his love into her heart through them, speaking with unwavering resolve.

"Feng..."

"..."

Qin Feng didn't reply, but stared intently at Aini. This rare disagreement between them wasn't for anything else, but because they loved each other too much!

"Okay, I promise you, but you have to promise me that if anything happens, you must get out of the way immediately. If, if you get hurt, I... I will never forgive myself! Promise me, okay?" Aini's words were a concession, but her beautiful eyes were now filled with pleading.

"Yes, I promise you." Qin Feng's brow relaxed, and he gently kissed Aini's lips.

Unexpectedly, Aini suddenly wrapped her arms around Qin Feng's neck, her alluring red lips, carrying an intoxicating fragrance, kissing him passionately.

A hazy, pink aura once again filled the secret room.

--As the saying goes, fox spirits are alluring, and that's certainly true, especially the intoxicating fragrance they exude when a fox spirit is aroused.

With eyes like silk and breath like perfume, Aini was like a bewitching enchantress, tightly wrapped around Qin Feng's neck. Her lilac-like tongue moved with an unusual rhythm.

"Huff...huff..." Qin Feng tried to push Aini away slightly, panting heavily, looking at her, trying to see something in her eyes.

But Aini gave him no chance. Like a serpent, she slithered onto Qin Feng, her alluring red lips kissing him again.

"Little girl, tell me, what's wrong with you..." Qin Feng gently pulled away from Aini's almost maddening lips, pulling her tightly into his arms. He whispered in her ear,

"No...nothing...I...I just wanted to kiss you...I just wanted to...just..." Aini buried her face in Qin Feng's chest, as if seeking the deepest solace.

However, Aini wasn't good at pretending, or perhaps she wasn't good at pretending in front of her man. Cold tears soaked Qin Feng's clothes.

Qin Feng didn't say anything, only held her tightly in his arms, wanting to warm her cold tears with his body heat, to give her warmth with his embrace.

Finally, like a spoiled wife, Aini nestled in Qin Feng's arms and burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably—

"Waaah...waaah...Feng...waaah...waaah..."

"It's okay. Cry, cry it all out, it'll make you feel better..."

"Waaah...waaah..."

After a long while, Aini finally stopped sobbing, just nestled in Qin Feng's arms like a kitten. Her hands gripped Qin Feng's clothes tightly.

"Feng...I'm so scared...so scared of losing you...maybe it's because I've already got you, so I'm so scared of losing you...before you came back, I could endure anything, no matter how bitter or tiring it was, but...but since you came back...I...I suddenly realized...I'm not as strong as I thought...I realized...I'm actually just a little woman who longs to be pampered by the person she loves, to be cared for by her man...I...I'm so scared of losing you...Feng...am I so useless?" Aini tilted her head back and whispered, her soft tail swaying gently, just like her owner's anxious heart.

"Silly girl..." Qin Feng tenderly stroked Aini's soft, flowing hair, then pulled her closer, holding her tightly as if trying to meld her into his own body.

"Feng... it's not that I'm disobeying you... it's just... it's just that I'm afraid... afraid I'll never see you again... afraid I'll never feel your love again, afraid I'll never be held in your arms again, afraid I'll never feel your warmth, your heartbeat again. So I'd rather be like this now, even if I can't see anything, even if I'm a cripple in other people's eyes, I know my man loves me... even if the whole world looks down on me, I know you love me... so I'd rather be like this forever, just for your love... Feng..." Aini murmured, nestled in Qin Feng's arms.

"No, silly... nothing will happen... Hmm? Be good..." Qin Feng suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He had long forgotten what tears were, yet now he felt an urge to cry. Aini was willing to be ridiculed by the world for him...

Qin Feng didn't say anything more, just held Aini tightly, holding her like that, carefully, as if performing the most sacred act, gently licking away the undried tear tracks on her face.

Unspoken emotions were like an invisible ribbon, tightly binding the two together. Because we

cannot fly, the journey

of happiness is long , and storms are inevitable, lurking ahead , trying to break our tightly clasped hands. If you are not afraid, if you are not flustered, then I will not panic. When we cross the ocean of love, we will be glad that we did not give up or retreat. On the bustling shore, we buried all the tears along the way into treasures, the most precious treasures . This turbulent ocean of love has too many waves of sadness. Let's not think like that , let's not have regrets. Let's cross the ocean together , let's reach the other side together. If we are sometimes discouraged and disappointed , it's because we love each other too much. Who can be good at love from the beginning? Who can have a direction as soon as they set off? If it's not hard or difficult, why yearn for it? This was written by Tiger on the morning of the 20th. Listening to this song that I've listened to for four years and still can't get tired of, I inexplicably wrote the lyrics. These two pieces are mainly about feelings. Some readers may not like them, but as the saying goes, chivalry and tenderness are intertwined. Whether in novels or in reality, without the word "feelings," it would lose too much color. So I still wrote it according to my own thoughts. Chapter 331 The Six-Character Jade Planting Technique In the secret chamber of the Marshal's Mansion in Yanhuang City , a blood-red aura permeated the entire chamber. Aini, dressed in white gauze, floated in mid-air, her eyes naturally closed, her long, pale purple hair cascading down like a waterfall. Around her body, nine pill-like objects, dark red with faint purple veins, seemed to be drawn by some inexplicable force, revolving around Aini like nine planets. Unseen energies flowed through energy threads, transporting energy towards Aini. Inside the secret chamber, overwhelming killing intent and deathly aura, comparable to those of hell, surged wildly, distorting the air into familiar yet indistinct faces. One could almost hear the sounds of ferocious, terrified, or hysterical laughter and screams echoing from the sky… Qin Feng also floated in mid-air, his black robes fluttering even without wind. His eyes shot beams of light comparable to the sun, and his third eye on his forehead was wide open, crackling with chilling ice-blue electricity. His silver hair stood on end, and his hands were clasped in a fist. A purple dragon phantom hovered behind Qin Feng, its aura of overwhelming power filling the entire chamber, like a ferocious beast trying to break free of its cage. "Boom!" Qin Feng suddenly shouted in mid-air. Instantly, the entire secret chamber trembled violently, as if an invisible shackle had abruptly constricted its breath. The surging death energy and killing intent paused for a moment, then surged wildly at several times the speed before, desperately struggling to break free from the shackles suddenly placed upon them, as if they knew their fate. However, Qin Feng did not give them this chance. His ring-shaped hands seemed to control everything, firmly holding the killing intent and death energy filling the secret chamber under his control. He uttered the second word— "Whoa!" With this word, the invisible shackles seemed to intensify several times over. At the same time, the death energy and killing intent that Qin Feng had restrained erupted with an impact several times stronger than before. In an instant, the secret chamber was filled with screams and cries of slaughter several times louder than before, like the horrific sound of a thousand troops clashing in battle. The excruciating pain before death, the jarring clang of metal on the battlefield… all the sounds that had echoed on the battlefield reappeared at this moment. Faces, some alive, some dead, some laughing, some crying, some contorted in rage, some miserable, some indifferent, some filled with despair, constantly shifted around Aini. Aini seemed to sense the emotions of these faces; her brows, as dark as distant mountains, furrowed tightly, her closed eyes seemed about to open, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably, a fine layer of sweat creeping onto her delicate forehead.

The constantly shifting faces floating in mid-air seemed to know they had reached the final can. They unleashed their most powerful energy, unleashing the Yin energy of the heavens. Fierce howls and the sounds of brutal battle followed like shadows. Countless barely visible black phantoms, like vengeful ghosts, transformed into strands of silk, attempting to ensnare Aini. However, they stopped about an inch in front of her, as if encountering an invisible barrier, emitting piercing screeching cries. "

Binding!"

A flash of anger crossed Qin Feng's eyes in mid-air. A dark golden arrow of energy instantly formed from his third eye, leaving a black trail in the void before arriving before Aini.

The black phantoms, as if terrified of this dark golden energy arrow, scattered in all directions.

A magnificent scene unfolded in mid-air. Centered on Aini, a colossal spider radiated countless black threads in all directions, while a dark golden energy arrow, seemingly capable of cleaving the entire sky in two, stood guard like a loyal protector before Aini.

"Fire Ten Thousand~~~"

With a deep roar from Qin Feng in the void, the dark golden energy arrow floating before Aini, as if receiving a command, split into countless tiny dark golden arrows at a speed exceeding human perception, chasing after the fleeing black phantoms.

"Jie Bei~~"

A sound that seemed to tear the entire sky apart, like a deafening thunderclap, caused the previously sealed chamber to tremble as if placed on a pot of boiling water, or as if buried deep underground, bearing the ever-increasing weight of the earth since time immemorial.

The black phantoms in mid-air, as if aware of their fate, let out terrified screams and charged back at the small dark golden energy arrow that had split from the initial dark golden energy arrow, with an air of mutual destruction.

"Hmph!"

There was no spectacular collision as expected, nor any huge tremor. It was as if a pot of boiling water had been poured onto snow; the black phantoms vanished the moment they were pierced.

In an instant, the black phantoms in the entire secret chamber were gone. The small dark golden energy arrows that had destroyed the black phantoms seemed to have been replenished, growing much larger, and then returned to where they had initially split off from—in front of Aini.

Aini seemed to sense what had happened around her. Her delicate eyebrows, which had been furrowed, slowly relaxed, and a sweet smile appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

"Ho~"

A barely perceptible smile flashed in Qin Feng's eyes as he uttered a short but authoritative word.

The small, dark golden energy arrows that had been swirling around Aini seemed to receive a command and began to merge, until only two remained, each the same size as the first and shimmering with a ghostly blue flame.

These two dark golden energy arrows, glowing with a ghostly blue flame, slowly swam around Aini, intersecting to form a fish-shaped trajectory, finally stopping before her eyes.

Then, these two dark golden energy arrows, glowing with a ghostly blue flame, were slowly injected into Aini's eyes.

As if summoned, the scarlet gas filling the secret chamber began to move, finally converging into a blood-red dragon-shaped energy, which was slowly injected into Aini's Baihui acupoint on the top of her head. This

was the ancient Chinese demonic technique—the Six-Character Jade Planting Technique!

Chapter 332 Unifying the Continent

When the blood-red dragon-shaped energy was injected into Aini's Baihui acupoint, the entire secret chamber darkened, resembling the boundless darkness of the universe

. Aini, floating in the center of the chamber, shone like a star, radiating dazzling light. At this moment, Aini's entire body seemed transparent

, with nine golden, relic-like energy beads rapidly rotating around her meridians. Taifeng, who had been intently watching the situation unfold, remained expressionless, but a deep anxiety

could be seen deep within his gleaming eyes . Suddenly, the nine golden energy beads, which had been rotating independently within Aini's body, abruptly stopped, then hurtled towards Aini's eyes at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye! With a deafening roar, barely perceptible to the human ear, Aini's body, which had been floating calmly in mid-air, trembled violently. She was then enveloped in a blinding golden light, like a dazzling golden sun, so intense it was almost blinding. The thick, sealed chamber seemed to be scorched , slowly melting under the golden light. Tai Feng, also suspended in mid-air, slowly descended to the ground. The icy blue third eye on his forehead slowly closed. His magnificent nine-dragon robe, soaked with sweat, clung tightly to his body, outlining his explosive muscles. "Young Master... Feng..." A melodious whisper, like the first clear chirp of spring, instantly enveloped the lifeless chamber in a vibrant, thriving atmosphere. Then, the golden light in mid-air slowly dissipated, and a graceful figure, as gentle as a spring breeze, floated down, her bare, slender feet ... Like a piece of white jade, flawless. A snow-white robe enveloped her graceful figure, her slender waist swaying precariously, almost as if about to snap. Her delicate, pale hands, as if waiting for a thousand years, reached out directly to Tai Feng. A dark, blurry shadow swept through the air, and the next moment, a strong, powerful hand tightly embraced ! "Young Master... I... I can see again..." Aini, nestled in Tai Feng's arms, clung tightly to his waist, gently rubbing her cheek chest, murmuring softly. Without speaking, Tai Feng simply tightened his embrace, gently tapping her smooth forehead a few times. A sweet smile graced Aini's face, like a radiant summer flower. She looked up, her eyes, like autumn water, gazing intently at Tai Feng's sharply defined face. She reached out her slender hand, gently stroking it as if caressing something precious on stone steps. "Young Master, you've lost weight." A thousand words were unspoken, all understood in a single sentence. The secret chamber fell silent again, this time with a touch of pink. Yanhuang City, with the strength of a single city, decisively defeated the five million-strong allied army led by the Holy See, shaking the continent. At this moment, the Black Armor Army, which had annihilated more than half the countries on the continent, raised their banners—indeed, the Great Tai Empire, as everyone had previously suspected . What frustrated the emperors of those countries who had participated in the Holy War but had not yet been destroyed by the Black Armor Army even more was that the current emperor of the Great Tai Empire was none other than the founder of Yanhuang City—Tai Feng!

This plunged the emperors who had still harbored illusions, hoping that Yanhuang City and the Black Armor Army could fight to a standstill, into a sense of impending doom.

Some emperors, heeding the advice of their strategists or so-called "ministers," dispatched envoys with lavish gifts and alluring beauties

to Yanhuang City or the capital of the Great Tai Empire to sue for peace.

Yanhuang City and Great Tai accepted all the gifts without hesitation. Just as these emperors breathed a sigh of relief,

Yanhuang City issued a declaration that shocked the entire Starry Continent, arguably the most astonishing declaration in the history of the Starry Continent—the Declaration of Unification

!

The Declaration of Unification was issued in the name of His Majesty Emperor Tai Feng, the Lord of Yanhuang City and Emperor of the Great Tai Empire. It ordered the remaining two empires, three

kingdoms, and several duchies in the northern part of the continent to submit to Yanhuang City within one month. The emperors of each country could retain their own property, but their titles

would be downgraded by one rank. After one month, the countries that did not submit to Yanhuang City would be considered enemies of Yanhuang City. Two hundred thousand elite troops of Yanhuang City, fully equipped

and ready for battle, along with the elusive Black Armor Army, would launch an attack on these countries. The families of the city lords in the occupied areas would be executed, and

the royal families of would be completely wiped out.

This declaration immediately sparked resentment across the entire continent, perhaps even the entire northern continent, from almost every nation. Some countries even formed

an alliance to resist Yanhuang City and the Black Armor Army. However, after the royal family of one nation was hanged on the pillars of the palace

by , this fragile alliance crumbled completely. After all, the fact that they could

slaughter the royal family of a kingdom overnight showed that they had the ability to wipe out the royal families of other countries without anyone noticing

. Rather than die an unexplained death, it was better to submit. At least, the wealth they had accumulated was enough for generations to squander.

So, some pragmatic emperors sent their children to Yanhuang City to present letters of submission, expressing their willingness to submit to Yanhuang City.

However, some less astute emperors were less fortunate. Some powerful families deeply rooted in their respective countries united and launched a rebellion,

overthrowing the current emperors and immediately presenting letters of submission to Yanhuang City.

And so, a month later, whether the nations were overthrown by uprisings or voluntarily submitted their credentials, they all submitted to Yanhuang City. Adding to this

the southern continent occupied by the Black Armor Army, it could be said that all the human nations on the entire continent had fallen under Yanhuang City's control.

A super empire spanning the entire eastern and central parts of the Starry Continent—the Yanhuang Empire—was born for the first time in history!

And Tai Feng, who ushered in this golden age, was hailed as the Holy Emperor!

Chapter 333 Dark Clouds Suddenly Gather at

the Holy Emperor Palace. Located in the center of Yanhuang City, the Holy Emperor Palace was rebuilt on the site of the original Yanhuang City Grand Marshal's Mansion. It boasts pavilions, terraces, gardens, artificial hills, and a multitude of plants, insects, and fish—far more luxurious than the original mansion. Of course, the renovation of this Holy Emperor Palace was not ordered by Qin Feng. Like dynasties throughout Chinese history, after the establishment of a prosperous dynasty, constructing a palace symbolizing the entire empire was a top priority for the founding generals.

However, for Qin Feng, who had transcended this realm, luxury and simplicity were no longer distinguishable; therefore… He left his ministers and generals to their own devices. In

the Listening to Rain Pavilion of the Holy Emperor's Palace,

Qin Feng, clad in a nine-dragon black robe, stood silently in a pavilion carved with intricate ancient Elvish incantations. Behind him, three stunningly beautiful women stood or sat.

The first woman wore a fiery red, tight-fitting warrior's outfit that accentuated her perfect, devilish figure. Her brilliant golden hair shone like the sun, and her snow-white skin was flawless. However, despite her fiery red attire, she exuded a chilling aura. Although she sat on a stone bench in the pavilion, she possessed an undeniable presence. It resembled a javelin held high, and it was none other than the Fiery Phoenix, Catherine.

The woman sitting next to Catherine had long, light blue hair, and her eyes, as clear as a pool of water, gleamed with a cunning light. A simple linen armor covered her petite body, yet it perfectly accentuated her budding figure. A longbow gleaming with an icy blue light emanated a dangerous aura from her. This was the elven princess, Evelya.

Opposite Catherine and Evelya was Annie, dressed in a white robe. Having regained her sight, Annie radiated an astonishing... Her beauty, with her long, elegant purple hair, delicate eyebrows like those of Xiao Shan, and the curvaceous figure beneath her long robe, along with the faint, alluring fragrance emanating from her, was enough to ignite endless desire in any normal man. Add to that her radiant face, seemingly bathed in holy light, and purity and allure were perfectly blended within her. At this moment, however, Aini frowned slightly, looking worriedly at Qin Feng, who stood silently with his back to them, as if wanting to say something but remaining silent.

Tiger Soul had been missing for several days now. What could have caused it to even turn against its brother, and even towards the person it considered its own child? Even the Lesser Vehicle doesn't care? Qin Feng frowned and sighed inwardly.

Since returning to Yanhuang City, Qin Feng hadn't seen Tiger Soul. Even after risking being discovered by the powerful boss mentioned by the Demon Refining Pot and using all his spiritual energy to search, he still couldn't find a trace of Tiger Soul.

Now, he had unified the entire continent, and all people and races had submitted to him, but he was missing this very brother he could confide in!

Tiger Soul... where are you? Qin Feng looked up at the azure sky, sighed, and turned away. Turning to look at the three stunningly beautiful faces before him, a warm smile appeared on his lips: "

Ladies, do you... want to go to heaven for fun?"

Heaven? Pshaw, you big bad guy, you said you could take us to heaven for fun? Upon hearing that they could go to a fun place, Evelyn, who was sitting next to Catherine, suddenly jumped up from her seat, looked Qin Feng up and down, and then asked him in a distrustful tone, "

Are you doubting me?" Qin Feng smiled faintly, and without any visible movement, he gently waved his right hand towards Evelyn. Instantly, it was as if an invisible giant hand suddenly grabbed... He grabbed Evelyn. "

Ah...you...I...you big bad guy! You only know how to bully me...you...I hate you so much...put me down!" Evelyn screamed in mid-air, caught off guard by Qin Feng's sudden attack. "

Oh? You want me to put you down? Okay, I'll let you go then." Qin Feng shrugged, then waved his right hand. Instantly, the giant hand that had been gripping Evelyn seemed to vanish. Evelyn felt the force that had been clamping her like a vise suddenly disappear, before she could even process it... Just as she was feeling relieved, she suddenly felt herself plummeting downwards. "

You...you big bad guy...I...won't you catch me...I'm going to break...uh..." Mid-air, Evelyn, terrified and forgetting all about her image, she threatened, only to suddenly feel her waist tighten, followed by a warm embrace.

It felt like the safety and warmth of her childhood in the Moon Well, or a perpetually frozen harbor. The intense masculine energy made the inexperienced Evelyn dizzy, and a blush immediately crept onto her cheeks.

"How about it, still dare to talk back to me?" Qin Feng, holding Evelyn tightly, gently pinched her small nose and asked in a tender voice near her pink earlobe. "

No... I... won't..." Evelyn, who had never experienced such a situation before, was now being held in Qin Feng's arms as if in a flirtatious manner. Her eyes, now narrowed to slits, seemed to be about to drip water. She glanced at Qin Feng, her cheeks flushed red like a boiled shrimp,

and she whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz. "Eek~~~~~~" Even though Evelyn was usually bold and reckless, she was still shy and covered her face with her hands when Qin Feng made such an intimate gesture in front of Catherine and Annie, letting Catherine and Annie call her name teasingly.

Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the previously cloudless sky, and in an instant, dark clouds covered the azure sky. Amidst

the churning clouds, howling thunder echoed continuously.

Qin Feng, the most powerful among them, immediately put down Evelyn in his arms, gestured to the three women with his eyes, and went outside the pavilion, staring directly at the towering dark clouds that suddenly surged into the sky.

Chapter 334: The Arrow of the Archer Rumbles

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A bright lightning bolt suddenly flashed across the sky obscured by the dark clouds, followed by a deafening roar like a giant wave crashing against rocks, and golden raindrops began to fall from the sky!

At this moment, Qin Feng, who had been coldly observing the sky with his hands behind his back, suddenly frowned, and without even exchanging a word with the three women, he leaped into the sky!

A moment later, a dark figure descended from the sky; it was Qin Feng, who had just soared into the sky. However, his face was flushed, his nine-dragon robe was somewhat disheveled, and his expression was indescribably gloomy.

Young Master... Aini, whose eyes had never left Qin Feng from the beginning, saw Qin... Qin Feng's expression was more serious than ever before, a hint of worry creeping onto his beautiful face. "

You all retreat to the underground palace, Tiger Soul is in trouble." Qin Feng turned his head, glanced at the three women, and said in an unprecedentedly serious tone. "

Your Majesty..." Catherine stood up, her face, which was always as cold as an iceberg in front of outsiders, now filled with tenderness. She walked up to Qin Feng, looked at him deeply, and continued, "

Your Majesty, I will take good care of my two younger sisters... But please, Your Majesty, take care of yourselves for the sake of us three sisters... If...

Don't worry, I'm fine. You've followed me for so long, experiencing countless battles, big and small. When have I ever been in trouble?" A familiar smile appeared on Qin Feng's face. He gently kissed Catherine's forehead and said. "

You big bad guy, be careful..." The little elf princess, unusually, walked up to Qin Feng and gently left a kiss on his left cheek. A kiss, her face flushed with shyness, yet she still looked at Qin Feng with tender eyes.

"Hmm, don't worry, I'll go to the underground palace with your sister Catherine." Qin Feng smiled and gently stroked Avelia's delicate face. "

Young Master..." Aini, following behind Avelia, looked worried, wanting to say something, but opened her mouth without saying anything.

"Little girl, do you doubt me?" He affectionately pulled Aini into his arms, gently pinching her small nose, and said softly. "

No... Young Master... promise me... you must come back safe and sound... even if not for my three sisters, but for the child in my womb..." Aini tightly wrapped her arms around Qin Feng's waist, a unique blush rising on her face, and whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz. "

What..." Even Qin Feng, who remained unfazed in the face of a million-strong army... As if struck by lightning, he fell into a daze, his arms tightly wrapped around Annie, unable to speak for a long time. "

You're going to be a father... For the sake of the child, you must... come back..." Annie, nestled in Qin Feng's arms, felt his warmth and said sweetly yet sorrowfully. "

Don't worry... For our child, I will definitely come back soon..." Qin Feng gently stroked Annie's still smooth belly and kissed her smooth forehead, suppressing his inner excitement as he slowly said.

"Mmm..." Annie obediently nodded, giving Qin Feng a lingering look before following Catherine through the pavilion's secret passage into the underground palace.

After watching the three women enter the underground palace, the smile that had been on Qin Feng's face vanished instantly. It was replaced by a gloomy and ferocious expression, as if he were talking to himself: "

The divine realm... not bad..." ...It actually managed to injure even Tiger Soul...Good...Very good...Once I break this divine barrier, I'll wipe you birdmen out of here!

Qin Feng casually made a stroke in the void, a flash of white light, and a dark longbow, radiating an aura of its own, seemingly from the primordial era, appeared in his hand. The

ancient bow seemed to be bent from an ordinary tree branch, its body carved with some lifeless dragons, phoenixes, and other divine beasts. Golden rays of light slowly radiated outwards through the dark bow.

About three feet around the bow, as if crushed by some immense pressure, dark cracks appeared!

The aura of the Sunset Gods Bow, one of the Ten Great Divine Artifacts of the Primordial Era, actually shattered the space itself! Hmph, you birdmen, since you call yourselves gods? Then let this divine

bow, which has drunk the blood of true gods, test whether you are truly worthy of being called gods!

Words escaped Qin Feng's lips, one by one, as he slowly drew back the barely visible bowstring of the God-Slaying Bow.

Gusts of wind howled wildly around Qin Feng, as if unleashing a torrent of energy. Behind him, a towering phantom slowly materialized, its nearly ten-zhang-tall body framed by long, flowing hair and a pair of resolute eyes blazing with fury. The exposed flesh of its exposed thighs, resembling solid rock, seemed incredibly lifelike.

One inch... two inches... three inches...

As Qin Feng slowly drew back the bowstring, the enormous image behind him also slowly made a drawing motion.

A golden arrow, entirely composed of energy, appeared on the bowstring.

Qin Feng's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed, and his third eye on his forehead suddenly opened, as if it had seen through all things in heaven and earth, discerning the very essence of the universe. Ice-blue electric currents emitted a sound that made even the soul tremble.

The divine being hidden high in the sky... Under Qin Feng's Heavenly Eye's gaze, the Shu Formation slowly revealed its true form.

Like a transparent membrane, it stretched across the heavens and earth, forcefully dividing the once vast sky in two.

At this moment, the God-Slaying Bow was drawn to its full extent by Qin Feng, the golden energy arrow on the bowstring radiating dazzling light. A vacuum formed within a ten-zhang radius around Qin Feng. He now appeared like a god standing between heaven and earth, a golden light radiating from within his body's radius, all things seemingly submitting and prostrating themselves at his feet.

Finally, Qin Feng's aura reached its peak, forming a vacuum within a ten-zhang radius of his body, with black spatial rifts appearing around him intermittently.

"Break!

" With a cold, decisive word from Qin Feng, the golden energy arrow on the God-Slaying Bow shot out!

The tall, illusory figure behind Qin Feng also released the fully drawn bow in that instant!

The fierce gale stopped!

The dust floating in the air ceased!

Time seemed

to stand still!

Everything in the world seemed to tremble.

The arrow of Yi Huang was unleashed; who could contend with it?!

Chapter 335: The Roar of the Tiger

. Inside the Hall of State Affairs,

the twelve fourteen-winged gods of the Divine Realm, clad in golden armor, solemnly gazed at the center of the hall, upon a white tiger over a hundred feet tall, its body covered in black stripes.

Unlike the tense and solemn expressions of the twelve fourteen-winged gods, the giant white tiger's expression was remarkably relaxed, perhaps even disdainful. Even more comically, the tiger was casually lying on the ground, yawning.

The twelve main cities of the Divine Realm—well, let's just call it the Divine Realm for now… Although this is just a group of birdmen's self-proclaimed title... only your city is left. Once this Tiger God arrives at this city, you birdmen will be completely wiped out.

As if talking to itself, yet also as if addressing the twelve fourteen-winged gods in golden armor surrounding it, the giant tiger yawned again, seemingly sleepy. "

What kind of magical beast are you? How dare you cause trouble in the realm of gods?" One of the twelve fourteen-winged gods, a handsome male god with long, flowing golden hair, wielding a five-zhang-long spear, pointed his spear at the giant tiger and shouted righteously. "

What a fucking idiot! I've already destroyed eleven of your main cities, and you're still babbling about causing trouble!" "Is being foolish fashionable these days?" The giant tiger lying in the center of the hall coldly stared at the self-important god, who seemed like a hero. It curled its lip and suddenly uttered a sentence that nearly made the god vomit blood. "

You..." The god, who had been all smiles and magnanimity, turned deathly pale with rage, trembling as he pointed at the tiger, speechless. "

I'm fine... Remember this. My name is Tiger Soul. I specialize in slaying you demons and monsters. Oh, you might not know what demons and monsters are, well, they're just pretentious idiots. No need to look at me with such hatred, hmph..." "Those birdmen in your eleven cities, I've dealt with them all. Those with two wings, four wings, six wings, eight wings, ten wings, twelve wings, and so on—I've wiped them all out. So, you... don't need to expect any reinforcements anymore..." As if discussing something insignificant, the giant tiger narrowed its eyes, as if appraising food, and glanced at the twelve main gods, revealing a bloodthirsty smile. "Tiger Soul

? What rank of magical beast are you? Why can't we sense your aura?" Another beautiful female main god looked at Tiger Soul with suspicion and couldn't help but ask.

"***You idiot, how dare you compare me to those magical beasts? Can't you see I surpass your gods? Alright, you don't need to deliberately stall for time to release anything. Do you think I won't notice? Stop sneaking around, just show me what you've got... You only get one chance!" Tiger Soul glanced coldly at the female god, yawned disdainfully, and squeezed out a sentence.

The twelve fourteen-winged gods were terrified, but upon hearing Tiger Soul say they should make their move, their shock turned to joy, even a hint of schadenfreude. "

Since that's the case, then we won't... " "You're too kind..." The first male god, with a burly build and muscles resembling coiled dragons, bowed to Tiger Soul and said. "

Hurry up...hurry up...this old man is eager to see your strongest moves...hehe...I've slaughtered eleven of your cities, and haven't encountered any opponents, sigh...it's really...so boring..." Tiger Soul's huge tiger mouth slightly opened, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and he said impatiently.

The muscular male god nodded to the remaining twelve gods...as if they had rehearsed for a long time, the twelve gods circled around in perfect unison. Tiger Soul stood in a circle, taking positions at each of the twelve points, and began silently chanting complex incantations.

As the gods chanted, a pressure that seemed to have slumbered for tens of thousands of years slowly rose from the hall, pressing down on Tiger Soul in the center.

Meanwhile, wisps of golden gas rose slowly from above the heads of the twelve gods, then drifted to a blurry, bow-shaped mural on the ceiling.

This bow-shaped mural seemed to have a life of its own, slowly absorbing the golden light emanating from the twelve gods.

It was the final moment... Qin Feng... The last thing I can do for you... I will do it well for you. "The...finally...it all depends on you...I hope...you...can forgive me..." Tiger Soul glanced up at the blurry, bow-shaped mural on the ceiling of the main hall, then at the ten main gods who were currently chanting incantations with all their might, and slowly, softly said.

Suddenly, it stood up from the ground, its powerful aura instantly surging towards the twelve main gods who were concentrating on their incantations.

Like a torrent rushing down from a mountain peak, it swept outwards from Tiger Soul with overwhelming force. *

Puff puff...

puff...* Without exception, the twelve main gods who were chanting incantations all coughed up blood and flew backward, spraying brilliant golden blood in mid-air.

" You..." The muscular male main god pointed at Tiger Soul, speechless with anger, golden blood trickling down his chin. " Didn't you tell us to go all out...? How come... you attacked us when we were halfway through our attacks..." The female main god, blood trickling from her lips, spoke haltingly. " What a fucking idiot! What's our relationship? We're enemies... Miss... Since we're enemies, why do you believe what enemies say? Damn... I really don't know if you main gods have had too many comfortable days, all of you as stupid as pigs..." Tiger Soul curled his lip, interrupting the female main god without any politeness. " Alright, enough of this nonsense..." "It's time to send you on your way... Hmm... Some fools actually tried to rescue you... Alright, then I'll do one more thing for Xiao Fengzi..." Tiger Soul, who was about to wipe out these main gods in one fell swoop, suddenly stopped and said with a frown. After speaking, Tiger Soul's huge tiger mouth suddenly spat out a series of bitter and awkward sounds. Invisible energy lines suddenly shot out from Tiger Soul's huge head, and in a flash, they left the hall and rushed towards the streets around the hall. Tiger Emperor's Technique - Tiger Roars Across the World!" Chapter 336 Ten Thousand Tigers Run Wild The golden light flew out from the top of Tiger Soul's head and landed on the streets around the hall, suddenly transforming into white tigers covered with black stripes! Their arrogant expressions were clearly miniature versions of Tiger Soul! As soon as these miniature Tiger Souls landed, they roared and rushed towards the twelve main god angel legions that were preparing to rescue Tiger Soul from the council hall. "Father God above... Let us use our holy light to destroy the darkness before us. Our sovereign is calling upon our loyalty. As the most loyal subjects of our sovereign, are you afraid of death?" A twelve-winged demigod in the sky raised his divine sword and shouted loudly at the densely packed, winged birdman army in front of him.

"Don't be afraid..." --

"That's right! We are the valiant angel legion! We possess the noblest golden bloodline! We control all things in heaven and earth! We are God's most loyal servants! My comrades, it is time for us to be loyal! For our supreme God, let us destroy the demons before us!" After the twelve-winged demigod finished speaking, he led the charge towards the miniature tiger spirits that were rushing towards them.

The Tiger Roars Across the World, the first move of Tiger Soul's ultimate technique, the Tiger Emperor's Art, involves dispersing its life's power to create tens of thousands of clones. This is very similar to the external avatars used by immortals and demons in the primordial era. However, as the mount of the Demon Emperor Chi You, Tiger Soul's external avatars, created at the cost of its life's power, are far more powerful than those created by ordinary immortals and demons, which are only in single-digit numbers and possess only six-tenths of their original power. Not to mention the enormous difference in the number of these avatars, the fact that these tens of thousands of miniature Tiger Souls retain nine-tenths of Tiger Soul's original power is terrifying!

Undoubtedly, while these bird-men are extremely powerful by human standards, they are nothing compared to Tiger Soul's level—they wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap.

A streak of gray light flashed across the street as tens of thousands of Tiger Soul avatars clashed with millions of angels. But—

"Ahhhhh!"

The moment they made contact, a scream erupted from the angel legion, as if the doors to a concert of screams had been opened. Following this "opening cry," screams began in rapid succession, as if competing to see who could scream the loudest. The screams from the angel legion grew louder and more agonizing with each blow, truly heartbreaking to hear.

However, the tens of thousands of Tiger Soul avatars, the source of these screams, showed no mercy, tearing, clawing, and slamming their bodies as if they were covered in legal laws… as if they had gone mad. This startled the angels of this self-proclaimed civilized angel legion; these monsters were far too insane!

Faced with the frenzied attacks of the Tiger Soul's avatars, the angels' resistance was utterly futile. Often, just as they saw the previous avatar several meters away, preparing to attack, they would feel a sharp pain in their throat, followed by an infinitely enlarged tiger's head, golden blood flowing from the bite wound. Even in death, they wouldn't understand why their distant adversary had attacked them so quickly!

The battle between the Tiger Soul's avatars and the angelic legion was a spectacular sight. Snow-white feathers danced in the air like snowflakes, golden blood rained down like downpours, and screams mingled with the clang of metal—a melody of death.

In the most sacred place of the Church of Light, in the lair of these arrogant, self-proclaimed omnipotent bird-men, this death symphony was both utterly absurd and ironic.

"Oh, Father God! What kind of damned monsters are these?! They're unkillable?! What kind of demons can't even be dissolved by the most sacred divine light?" The first twelve-winged demigod stared blankly at the scene. He had led the city's most elite troops. Yet, before these monsters, the divine light, supposedly capable of purifying everything, seemed to pass right through them, having no effect whatsoever. What was happening? Had Father God abandoned his most loyal servant? --

Staring incredulously at everything before him, the twelve-winged demigod felt a fear he hadn't experienced in tens of thousands of years fill his heart, trembling uncontrollably.

"Kill!" The panicked twelve-winged demigod trembled as he brandished his golden sword, roaring with all his might to mask his inner terror.

"Roar~~~" A long hiss echoed, a gray streak flashed across the void, and then a ferocious tiger's head appeared before the twelve-winged demigod, snapping at its throat in his panic.

"Damn it!" Before he could even utter the curse to the avatar, the twelve-winged angel blocked with his golden sword and vanished from his spot in the next instant.

The next moment, the twelve-winged demigod appeared dozens of feet away, panting heavily, looking somewhat disheveled as he stared at the tiger avatar that had attacked him.

Teleportation, a skill that even Saint-level experts could master, had its range increased with the higher the rank. At the demigod level, it could be used within a range of several kilometers, but in that emergency situation, this demigod had only teleported himself dozens of feet away.

"Luckily, I remembered teleportation, otherwise I would have been torn to shreds by these beasts. These magical beasts are terrifying!" Panting heavily, the demigod, having just escaped danger, suddenly felt a pang of panic, as if his entire body had been plunged into ice.

Without time to think, and disregarding the fact that the teleportation had consumed most of his energy, he used it again, moving to another location.

However, the next moment, less than ten meters away, the twelve-winged demigod emerged from the void in a disheveled state, golden blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, I didn't expect my energy wouldn't be able to support this teleportation; instead, I've been backfired… Ah…"

Before the twelve-winged demigod could finish his complaint, a sharp pain shot through his left thigh. Before he could react, the same sensation spread from his left thigh, right arm, and left arm, and golden blood gushed from his wounds like a fountain.

"Ah..."

Watching his limbs being torn off by the four Tiger Soul avatars, this secondary god couldn't help but let out a scream, but it stopped abruptly!

Because, the next moment, his head was ripped off from his neck by another Tiger Soul avatar!

Chapter 337 The Final Boss?

"Beast... why are you opposing our divine realm... we are managing this time according to the orders of our Father God... why are you..." A female fourteen-winged main god, with golden blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, asked the somewhat exhausted Tiger Soul.

"I'm not happy with you, so I'll destroy you. Do I need a reason to kill you?" Tiger Soul exhaled, not blinking, and coldly glanced at the beautiful main god, speaking without a trace of emotion.

"Damn it, you beast, you're still not wild enough... but it seems you're not doing so well yourself now, hehe... haha... you're already at your last gasp, and even if we're at our worst, we still have twelve of us. You're doomed!" The muscular male main god at the beginning grinned and said viciously.

"What a bunch of ignorant idiots." Tiger Soul looked somewhat tired, but still glanced at the muscular male god with utter disdain, speaking coldly.

"You're about to die, so you're still being stubborn... Haha... Guys... This monster is done for. It's our turn to unleash our power and show him just how strong our gods really are!" The muscular male god struggled to his feet, seemingly wanting to "unleash his power" as he claimed, but judging from the golden blood continuously flowing from his wounds, this muscular man was already at his limit.

"…………" Tiger Soul looked at the muscular male god as if he were an inanimate object, and a golden, blade-shaped energy suddenly shot out from its massive maw, slicing a terrifying gash from top to bottom in the instant the muscular man was stunned!

"This...this...my voice...uh...ah..." The muscular man stared at Tiger Soul in disbelief, suddenly finding his voice become incredibly shrill. Then, golden blood began to seep from the center of his body, gushing out like a fountain, and his body split in two amidst his screams.

"Oh...God...this...this...our main gods don't die..." The first female fourteen-winged main god screamed, looking at the muscular main god's body split in two, staring at Tiger Soul in terror, as if she were next.

"Trying to escape? What a joke!" Tiger Soul coldly watched as a wisp of white smoke drifted from the muscular male god's corpse. With a gentle inhale, the white smoke seemed to be drawn towards Tiger Soul.

"Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..." Seeing that it couldn't escape, the white smoke revealed its true form—the soul of the muscular male god.

"Heh...what's wrong...want me to spare you?" Looking at the muscular male god's soul, which was staring at him in terror, pleading for mercy, Tiger Soul revealed a playful look and laughed.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." The muscular male god cried out and nodded repeatedly.

"Heh...still not showing your true form? Hmm? Do you think I'm as stupid as your bunch of idiots?" Tiger Soul's eyes flashed with a murderous glint as he looked at the soul and shouted.

"Whoosh..." The soul was terrified and tried to escape, but it seemed to be firmly grasped by a giant hand, unable to break free.

"Since you're oblivious, I'll help you." Tiger Soul coldly smiled and blew a breath at the soul. Instantly, amidst the soul's screams, like a face-changing act in Sichuan opera, the soul's original muscular male form shrank into a somewhat withered, sinister appearance.

"Poseidon... Oh... Father God, how could you be here? How could you... Damn it, did you kill Philips? Father God, how is this possible?" The remaining fourteen-winged main god stared in disbelief at the soul that had revealed its true form in mid-air, asking in fear.

"Haha... So even you yourselves don't know, how laughable..." Tiger Soul laughed as if he had seen something utterly ridiculous.

"Damn it, what on earth is going on..."

"It's time to send you on your way..." Tiger Soul abruptly stopped smiling, solemnly looking at the eleven main gods around him, and said calmly.

Just then, a thick, inky black mist suddenly billowed from the top of the council hall above Tiger Soul's head. An evil aura instantly permeated the entire council hall. The originally milky-white, holy statues, stone tables, and other objects considered sacred by the Church of Light were instantly stained black by the thick, inky mist. A pressure, as if ruling over all things in heaven and earth, descended from the ceiling. Even a master of Tiger Soul's rank felt a tremor in his very soul!

Powerful—perhaps even the word "powerful" was insufficient to describe the sheer power of this aura. All things in heaven and earth seemed to prostrate themselves at his feet. In that instant, there was a strange illusion, as if he were the god of all things!

A god, the feeling of a true god, unlike the self-proclaimed "gods" of these bird-men; it was like an innate feeling branded deep within the soul.

"It's time..." Tiger Soul seemed to have foreseen this, calmly crushing the soul in his hand into ashes.

"What a long dream..." A long sigh came from within the thick mist, seemingly from the horizon, yet also seemingly right before one's eyes, vaguely resonating from the depths of one's heart.

"Who exactly are you...?" A male chief god asked Xuan Wu tremblingly.

"Who am I...who am I...I don't even know who I am...who am I...who can tell me..." The deep voice was like a melody constantly striking the soul. The eleven main gods continued to spit out golden blood with this sound, clearly not long for survival.

Tiger Soul, who was closest to the black mist, was also in a bad situation. The silver energy shield surrounding him was thinning under the erosion of the black mist, and Tiger Soul's complexion was getting worse and worse.

"Brother...this is the final moment...all I can do for you...is...don't blame me..." Tiger Soul murmured, as if talking to himself, or as if making his last wishes.

After the black mist had dyed everything in the council hall black, it slowly condensed into a black figure on the throne in the hall, the seat originally reserved for the God King. The figure was about the size of an ordinary person, as small as an ant compared to the towering ten-foot-tall bodies of the main gods. Yet, the oppressive aura emanating from that figure caused the main gods to involuntarily kneel on the ground, trembling as they looked at the figure that seemed to be above all things.

Chapter 338 Even Tiger Soul is no match!

Sensing the familiar yet unfamiliar aura emanating from that black figure, Tiger Soul hesitated. Could it really be the legendary god?

"...A very, very long time...I actually forgot the passing years...Alas...I don't even remember who I am anymore..." The black figure spoke in a bewildered yet intriguing voice, a voice that seemed to sigh and lament.

Tiger Soul squinted, momentarily lost in thought as he gazed at the black figure seated high on the throne. This black figure was like an arrow, an arrow capable of cleaving the heavens and shattering the earth, an arrow that looked down upon all things. Though casually seated, its overwhelming aura emanated from it like shockwaves, radiating outwards in waves.

At this moment, Tiger Soul was certain that this black figure possessed the aura of a god from the ancient primordial era, yet he couldn't be certain.

"Could it be Zhulong? But Zhulong seems to emanate demonic energy, while this black figure clearly exudes evil energy... Moreover, this familiar aura is clearly that of our Wu tribe. Since the ancient god Yi Huang, only our master, the Demon Emperor Chi You, and his son, the Young Emperor Chi Man, have reached this level... Could it be..." Tiger Soul pondered, sensing the aura emanating from the black figure.

"Who are you...? Why do I sense a familiar aura from you? What is our relationship? Do you know my background? And who am I?" The black figure suddenly turned around and asked Tiger Soul urgently.

However, because his body was shrouded in a layer of thick black mist, his appearance could not be seen.

"I...I am just a mount of a great god...hmm...thanks to my master learning the supreme treasure of the Witch Clan, I became a beast cultivator...later, my physical form was destroyed, leaving only my primordial spirit attached to my master's weapon, becoming a weapon spirit..." Tiger Soul smiled coldly and said slowly.

"Witch Clan...primordial spirit...weapon spirit...these terms are so familiar...but why...I can't remember any of them...and I ask you, who am I? Tell me...who am I?" The black figure's words revealed boundless confusion. After muttering for a long time, he suddenly raised his voice and asked.

"I don't know who you are either... judging from the aura emanating from you. You could be the ancient god Yi Huang, or the Demon Emperor Chi You... who is also my master, or perhaps the young master. The young emperor Chi Man... However, as the mount of the great emperor Chi You, I am most familiar with his aura. Moreover, my master's physical body has now merged with Qin Feng's, and the young emperor disappeared long ago, so you are most likely the great god Hou Yi. However... Yi Huang's divine bow is on Qin Feng's body, and Yi Huang, as a great shaman of the witch clan, has a purple-gold energy, not your black one! So who exactly are you, I can't say for sure!" Tiger Soul sighed softly, slowly stating his guess.

"So... you don't know who I am... you don't know who I am... then who am I... who am I... ah... who can tell me who I am?" As if stimulated, the black shadow suddenly erupted with an extremely powerful force. The surging aura instantly broke through the entire council hall, and the eleven main gods who had been prostrate on the ground since the appearance of the black shadow were struck by a huge energy, and were involuntarily pushed back dozens of feet, leaving Tiger Soul to struggle to support an energy shield that was constantly flashing silver light.

"Powerful...too powerful...even at my master's peak...he could only manage a draw at best...heavens...this...this...is simply beyond my ability to resist...pfft..." As the aura emanating from the black figure grew stronger, Tiger Soul finally couldn't withstand it and coughed up a mouthful of emerald green blood.

"You...tell me...who am I...say it...otherwise...your life is over..." The somewhat crazed black figure seemed to remember something and suddenly used his spiritual energy to calm Tiger Soul down...powerful spiritual shockwaves crashed towards Tiger Soul wave after wave.

Tiger Soul was like a lone boat in a vast ocean, desperately resisting wave after wave of towering waves. Since awakening, this was the first time Tiger Soul had been so disheveled on the Starry Continent, yet he dared not make a rash move, because intuitively, Tiger Soul sensed that his spiritual energy had been unknowingly and firmly suppressed by a powerful spiritual energy capable of destroying him, and his life could be lost at any moment.

Back then, Tiger Soul, as the mount of Emperor Chi You, roamed the Great Wilderness with few rivals. Apart from the Demon Emperor Chi You, it had never been in such a sorry state. Yet, it was in this predicament. This shows that the cultivation of this black figure is no less than that of the Demon Emperor Chi You back then!

"Hehe...cough cough...I don't know who you are...Even if you kill me, I still won't know who you are...Moreover, this day...will come sooner or later. I knew this from the day I awoke...It's just...you...are pathetic...you didn't even know who you were when you awakened...cough cough..." Tiger Soul forced out a smile and mocked the black figure.

"You're courting death... Huff... Ugh..." Just as the dark figure erupted in fury, Tiger Soul suddenly spat out a mouthful of green blood. This blood instantly ignited, transforming into a cloud of dark green flames that raged towards the black mist surrounding Tiger Soul. The dark green flames and the thick black mist, like sworn enemies, emitted a series of ear-piercing sounds. The dark green flames, along with the burning black mist, seemed to slowly extinguish.

With the help of this cloud of dark green flames, fueled by blood, the black mist that had been firmly holding Tiger Soul in place was burned away, creating some space. At that very moment, Tiger Soul let out a deafening roar.

As if in response to Tiger Soul's roar, roars echoed from all around the damaged council hall. The next instant, streams of golden energy rushed towards Tiger Soul from all directions, then poured down his head.

As tens of thousands of golden energies poured into Tiger Soul's body, as if he had taken a stimulant, Tiger Soul's entire body swelled up again, and his aura even rivaled that of the black figure!

Who exactly is this black figure? Tiger sneered...

Chapter 339 Annihilation of All Directions

"...You actually used the Witch Clan's secret technique—the Heartbreak Rejuvenation Technique... Although this will increase your power several levels in a short time... once the time is up... all the life force in your body will be extinguished... Don't you know that...? But strange... how do I know about the Witch Clan's secret technique... how do I know about the Heartbreak Rejuvenation Technique... who am I... ah... can anyone tell me... ah..." The black figure sitting high on the throne stood up, looking at Tiger Soul's wildly rising aura and uttering these words, but then immediately fell into madness.

With the black figure's madness, the already terrifying black aura suddenly increased several times, instantly suppressing the aura that Tiger Soul had built up with the Witch Clan's secret technique!

"Too powerful... Who is he... to have such a powerful aura... This... Pfft... Even Qin Feng isn't a match for him..." Tiger Soul, standing directly in front of the shadowy figure, suffered the greatest impact. Although he had already used the Tiger Emperor Technique to forcibly enhance his power, it was only twice his usual strength, posing no threat whatsoever to the shadowy figure.

"Never mind, for Xiao Fengzi... I have to fight no matter what..."

Having made up his mind, Tiger Soul shimmered with a golden halo. Behind him, a giant golden energy tiger image radiated an aura of utter contempt. Then, Tiger Soul's entire body seemed to inflate, continuously expanding until it overlapped with the giant tiger image behind him, standing out conspicuously in the surging black mist of evil energy.

"Just one chance... just one... the only chance to attack..." Even Tiger Soul, who had experienced countless battles in the ancient era of immortal and demonic supremacy, couldn't help but let out a trembling shout as he faced his only chance to attack.

"Ah... the Witch Clan's Secret Technique—Ten Directions Annihilation..." With Hu Po's roar, the entire divine realm seemed to tremble. Chaotic energy, like a wild horse unleashed, rampaged through the last major city of the divine realm, crushing the exquisite buildings to dust.

The angelic legions, originally intending to rescue the twelve main gods, had breathed a sigh of relief after Hu Po used the Heart-Severing Rejuvenation Technique to recall tens of thousands of their avatars, thinking they had finally survived. Unexpectedly, a sudden, violent energy wave erupted, radiating outwards from the council hall. Like the terrifying shockwave of a nuclear explosion in the 10th century, everything in its path—houses, shops, temples, and even the millions of elite angelic soldiers—was pulverized by this super energy fluctuation!

Words cannot describe the magnificent scene. All the food that had stood in the way of the circular shockwave collapsed like dominoes. The most spectacular, magnificent, beautiful, and wealthy of the twelve main cities of the God Realm was reduced to ashes by the erupting energy tidal wave, leaving only ruins and a domineering black figure that seemed to have taken root in the center of the former city.

However, this was only the beginning!

After destroying the main city, this rampaging energy surged towards the black figure like a raging sea, its momentum amplified countless times. It seemed poised to destroy the entire God Realm in one fell swoop!

"Hopefully... it can help you... Little Fengzi... This way... it will also alleviate my... guilt..." Feeling the life force rapidly draining from his body, Tiger Soul rarely showed a smile, and murmured to himself.

"Ten Directions Annihilation... using the caster's entire essence, spiritual energy, flesh, and soul as the price to obtain overwhelming destructive power... indeed, it can be called the secret technique of the Witch Clan... not bad... not bad..." The black figure standing on the throne in the original council hall seemed oblivious to the violent energy shockwaves constantly crashing towards him. He seemed to be leisurely strolling, discussing Tiger Soul's attack, which came at the cost of eternal damnation.

"However... it's not without a way to counter it... coincidentally... I know one..." The black figure had always spoken with a calm tone, except during his moments of madness, and this time was no exception, showing no regard for Tiger Soul's current mood.

It should be known that Ten Directions Annihilation is hailed as the secret technique of the Witch Clan. From the name alone, one can see the immense power of this technique. Using the caster's essence, energy, and spirit as the price, the destructive force is unimaginable to ordinary people. Moreover, once this technique is activated, it cannot be stopped unless the caster is killed!

However, like all Chinese divine skills, once activated, a powerful energy shield protects the caster, making it virtually impenetrable to ordinary attacks.

As if to confirm the words of the dark figure, the black mist that had been swirling around it was now controlled by a giant hand, slowly condensing into an arrow shape behind the figure!

Dark and lusterless, it seemed capable of devouring heaven and earth; any energy that approached the black figure, no matter how violent, was absorbed by this enormous black energy arrow.

Then, the dark figure stretched out both hands, making a drawing motion like a bow. A massive, dark energy bow appeared between his hands and was slowly drawn back. As the black figure drew back the bow, the black energy arrow became increasingly violent, threatening to strike Tiger Soul.

"Sun-Shooting Roar Technique... Heavenly Arrow... Sun-Shattering..." After drawing back the black energy bow, the dark figure's aura suddenly surged to a new peak. At this moment, even the arrogant Tiger Soul had to admit that even with the Heart-Severing Rejuvenation Technique, he was no match.

As the black mist surrounding his body was drawn to the black energy arrow behind him, the dark figure gradually revealed his face, which had been hidden within the mist!

Shoulder-length hair was casually tied back, and beneath thick, dark eyebrows, a pair of piercing eyes held a hint of bewilderment. Though his muscular physique was concealed by a long black robe, the primal aura emanating from his muscles was palpable even from a distance, clearly perceptible to Tiger Soul.

"...Lord Yi...how is this possible!" Tiger Soul exclaimed in a low voice. The black figure, far away, clearly hadn't noticed, or even if it had, wouldn't have cared. After all, it was someone who had forgotten its own identity, and was currently focused on unleashing the powerful Heavenly Arrow

Piercing

the Sun from the Sun-Shooting Roar Technique—a technique capable of countering the Witch Clan's secret art. Therefore, it was impossible for it to be distracted by Tiger Soul's every word and action.

Tiger Soul suddenly felt a very strange and peculiar sensation, as if he had suddenly gained the ability to fly ten thousand miles a day. More importantly, he felt an inexplicable fear from the depths of his soul at the black arrow that the shadowy figure was about to shoot!

The Emperor had ten sons, all golden crows, riding in a nine-dragon radiant golden chariot, rising in the east and setting in the west, ruling the world. The Emperor's sons, in their youth, were playful. When they traveled with him, the earth cracked, mountains collapsed, not a blade of grass grew, and corpses littered the fields. The Emperor Yi was enraged. He combined the finest metals from the four directions with the bones of the great sorcerer Kuafu to forge a divine bow to slay the gods. He pursued them throughout the nine provinces of China, causing the nine suns to fall and the nine sons to perish. The Emperor was enraged, and divine punishment descended. The Emperor, undaunted, led his people in resistance. Water and fire mingled beneath Mount Buzhou, but the battle dragged on. Unable to prevail, the Emperor drew his arrow and shot the enemy, killing them

instantly. Enraged, they struck Mount Buzhou, causing it to collapse and the heavens and earth to crumble… Tiger Soul's mind flashed back to the scene recorded in the Witch Clan's sacred text: the great god Hou Yi shooting down the suns. Fear, like a virus, instantly overwhelmed him. Facing this

man who had rendered such great service to the Witch Clan, he felt no will to fight. However, Hou Yi seemed to have lost his memory. Although he sensed a familiar aura from Tiger Soul, his hands did not stop. He drew his energy longbow to a full moon, his target still Tiger Soul, struggling against his fierce winds!

"This can't go on… Emperor Hou Yi… I'm sorry… for Xiao Fengzi… Ah… Explode…" Tiger Soul roared. The raging energy that had been rapidly converging on Hu Po and Hou Yi from all directions exploded outwards from their center like a ignited bomb!

Smoke filled the sky, along with the lingering remnants of the raging energy. Even the divine realm, said to be countless times more beautiful than the mortal world, was utterly destroyed by this final strike from Hu Po.

However, this was only the beginning. The instant Hu Po uttered his last word, Hou Yi's black energy bow seemed to be fully charged. The giant black energy arrow behind him roared and hurtled towards Hu Po, its target: Hu Po's heart!

The raging energy unleashed by Hu Po's "Ten Directions Annihilation" attack vanished instantly upon approaching the black energy arrow, as if sucked into a bottomless pit. Instead, the energy arrow grew even larger, reaching a terrifying length of ten zhang and a width of several zhang by the time it reached Hu Po!

"Emperor Yi truly lives up to his name... Even the number one technique of the Witch Clan, which I obtained at the cost of my life, couldn't withstand it..." Facing death, Tiger Soul was surprisingly calm. Perhaps the long years had worn away his fear of death. Tiger Soul's last words were full of admiration for Hou Yi.

Just as the black energy arrow was about to pierce Tiger Soul, a thin, golden energy arrow whistled down from below, seemingly piercing through time and space, and flew to Tiger Soul's front, colliding with it at the very moment the black energy arrow was about to complete its mission!

The same shape, the same vast, primordial aura, the same wild and untamed energy. The only difference was the color of the arrow.

"Little Fengzi..." Tiger Soul, having escaped death, didn't escape the excitement of impending doom; instead, his face was filled with anxiety.

However, the energy storm generated by the collision of the two arrows rendered the already powerful Tiger Soul powerless to resist. Its final strike had completely exhausted its strength, leaving it little different from a primordial beast.

A dark figure appeared beside Tiger Soul in the next instant. With long, snow-white hair, a pearl-embellished purple-gold dragon crown, a robe adorned with golden dragons and clouds, and a belt engraved with the head of a sun-devouring beast, he casually held a longbow—a jet-black object exuding an ancient and desolate aura—and his gaze revealed an air of dominance. It was none other than Qin Feng, the one who had pierced the divine barrier with a single arrow!

"Withdraw!" Qin Feng, realizing the urgency of the situation, didn't have time to say more. He shouted at Tiger Soul, and in the next instant, Tiger Soul's massive body vanished from Qin Feng's divine domain.

The golden arrow and the black arrow, two energy arrows with diametrically opposed properties, collided violently!

Black spatial rifts flashed continuously around the energy storm generated by the two colliding energy arrows, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Just after this collision, which should have had a world-destroying effect, a strange and bizarre scene unfolded, one that was both laughable and unbelievable: neutralization!

The two energy arrows annihilated each other after the collision!

There was no explosion, no cataclysmic upheaval, no reversal of the flow of mountains and seas; after a violent gale swept through the center of the impact, there was an extraordinary calm!

In the center of the gale, two towering figures, as imposing as mountain ranges, stood facing each other silently, solemnly gazing at one another.

"Hou Yi… Teacher?" Qin Feng's reaction at this moment could no longer be described as mere "surprise." Could anyone, when someone you thought had been dead for a long time suddenly appear before you, and as an enemy at that, truly be merely "surprised"?

Most importantly, Hou Yi was the god who opened the door to Qin Feng's understanding of power. That encounter in the Qin Dynasty's royal armory not only gave Qin Feng the most powerful artifact, the God-Slaying Bow, but Hou Yi also passed on to Qin Feng the clan's treasured manual—the Purple Extreme Demon Body Technique!

Although they didn't have the title of master and disciple, their relationship was one of master and disciple!

Now, seeing Hou Yi again, although the current Hou Yi is very different in appearance from the white-haired old man he met before, his bright eyes, the ancient and timeless aura emanating from his body, and the domineering aura of the supreme ruler in every gesture are as if they were cast from the same mold!

"Hou Yi... Hou Yi... This name sounds so familiar... Hou Yi... Hou Yi... Ah... Who am I... Hou Yi... Who is Hou Yi... Who am I... I am... Hou Yi... Hou Yi... I am Hou Yi... Haha... I am Hou Yi... Hou Yi..."

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