Chapter 658: With no woman in his heart, archery is naturally divine!

"Golden Crow!"

Da Yi's eyesight was excellent; following Fangxun's guidance, he directly saw the target.

Those are exactly the Ten Golden Crows!

Yes, that's them.

Fangxun laughed softly, "Usually, they can do as they please!"

By East Emperor's side, with layers of Yao God guards, there's simply no chance to get rid of them.

Now it's different!

East Emperor harbors killing intent, seeking to swiftly slay Yandi; the Yao Emperor, Yao Marshal, and Yao God all march straight to the Fire Master's Court, aiming to settle the matter in one battle!

These Golden Crows... they're isolated!

Kill them! It also counts as removing a calamity for the Wu Clan!

Upon hearing, Da Yi's gaze turned sharp in an instant, and killing intent arose.

Fangxun persuaded him.

It must be said.

Although the big shot behind Fangxun is scheming for his own benefit... it's also rare that this person's private interests align with the Wu Clan's overall situation.

No matter what, killing the Golden Crow Prince is never a loss!

Good!

Da Yi said in a deep voice; in an instant, his essence, energy, and spirit peaked, merging with his bow and arrow, his cultivation and magic reaching the strongest state of his life.

At this moment, what he seemed to hold was no longer just a simple bow, but the Honghuang universe, myriad tangible Dao, condensed into this bow.

What he pulled was no longer an ordinary bowstring, but ages, epics, fate, which turned into the string!

On the bowstring rested the arrow, which was Da Yi's heart……

Without a doubt, at this moment, Da Yi's heart decides countless epics and fates; with this heart, he writes and paints the splendid chapter of history, grasping the future's direction.

Even if behind this lies layer upon layer of scheming.

The bow and arrow were a gift from Di Jun.

Killing the Golden Crow and giving the blame to the Eastern Barbarians was arranged by the Dragon Ancestor.

Unbeknownst to him, Da Yi became a pawn entangled in the complex situation, carrying out the task in a daze.

But.

Undeniable.

On this day, Da Yi is destined to become one of the most outstanding beings in heaven and earth, ancient and modern; even Báizé would devote a special entry to record his splendid brilliance.

Grasping the course of history, becoming a deity who can press the nuclear button; time and fate are all within him.

Similar such treatment, yet even stronger and more complete, there is an overbearing, boundless name called—Pangu!

Of course, Da Yi is still far from Pangu's level.

However, when he bears such expectation, he naturally grasps a hint of Pangu's subtle charm; in a daze, his vision becomes somewhat transcendent, surveying all directions through eternity, perceiving cause and effect and fate.

Under such a vision, when he saw the Golden Crow, and saw the bow and arrow in his hand……

Suddenly, tears appeared in his eyes.

Da Yi seemed to understand something.

Thinking of his wife at home, many things suddenly became clear; many mists quietly dissipated, some clinginess ceased to exist.

Da Yi was never stupid.

He simply never used to suspect those around him, nor did he guess whether there were any secrets in the Eastern Barbarians' Court…… otherwise, as a son-in-law living with his wife's family, he could have verified many things.

That's also true.

Who would think that the White Emperor Shaohao—Lord of Eastern Splendor, who was besieged by Heavenly Emperor Di Jun's forces, harbors blatant hatred, with the Divine Sword of Law still clashing against the Sword that Slays Wu in fierce battle…… could these two have once reached a tacit understanding, a secret deal unknown to the gods?

Chang'e, nominally the adopted daughter of the White Emperor, is actually the biological daughter of Heavenly Emperor Di Jun!

She remains an imperial princess, but the camps have completely flipped!

But upon reflection, it's quite thrilling…… having hooked up with the daughter of the opposing camp's big shot, this achievement is unprecedented!

Of course, after the thrill comes the torment.

"Lovers eventually become family…… sigh!"

The tears in Da Yi's eyes dried up, his hand involuntarily trembled, leaving him in the most embarrassing state of his life.

This arrow—should he shoot it or not?

Da Yi remained silent, hesitating.

Having understood many hidden truths and realities, at this moment, purely in terms of strength, he is inferior to some Yao Marshals and Ancestral Wu; but regarding knowledge of the behind-the-scenes deals with the Five Directional Heavenly Emperors, he has suddenly surged far ahead.

But this understanding is too heavy.

Sometimes, knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing.

Perhaps if he were foolish, his heart wouldn't hurt, and he wouldn't feel so helpless and powerless.

"Is this the retribution Fengxi spoke of?"

"Constantly flaunting love, posting dog food in friends' circles, bullying others too much will eventually bring disaster…… especially during holidays, when everyone else is working overtime……"

Da Yi stood at the crossroads of life.

The arrow was shot and hit; some people and matters have thus come to the time to say goodbye.

— Severing the love threads, single and invincible!

A good life winner returns to the realm of the lone wolf.

Da Yi was hesitating.

Until a certain moment, when a tragedy occurred, rendering all worldly affection empty.

With no women in his heart, his archery is naturally divine!

……

The Golden Crow's cry echoes, shaking the ten directions.

The ten children of Heavenly Emperor Di Jun are lively and spirited, sweeping up the great army as they battle across east, west, south, and north.

Well, one should say they are 'being' made to fight.

Kuafu is fierce!

This human divine general's battle prowess is ferociously unmatched, soon driving the ten Golden Crow Imperial Princes to tears.

—This isn't how the script was supposed to go!

We were supposed to use an ordinary Great Luo achiever to pave the way; why has such a fierce person appeared instead?

With a single staff, even vast armies bolstered will find those who dare to resist met with flying Golden Crow feathers and divine blood spilled across heaven and earth.

Hard to match in strength!

Fortunately, when Kuafu the divine general stumbled onto the unknown battlefield, his wounds were severe, and the ten Golden Crows, being princes, do have privileges——

Heavenly Stars Grand Formation!

From the star sea, a mighty support descends, boosting their battle power and state, fully eliciting the Golden Crow clan's traits—if they can't win, they can run!

This flight, Kuafu must still pursue—because the Great Wall's defenses have been broken!

Behind them are countless clans that supply the fire masters; these are the people Kuafu the divine general must protect!

One could also say these are Kuafu's weak points!

When the Golden Crow sets a fire, Kuafu must go rescue; the offensive-defensive balance is set, making reversal difficult.

The methods are somewhat shameless, somewhat despicable—but war, by nature, does not observe righteousness.

The Golden Crow turns into a rainbow, streaming across the ten directions; Kuafu the divine general, while fighting and putting out fires, finds his focus divided, gradually developing problems and leaving gaps.

'Now!'

The Golden Crow's eldest prince gave a soft cry, leading the masses to gather at an altar, drawing down the Heavenly Emperor's edict and the Slay-Witch Sword's phantom, which were currently merging with the East Hua Divine Sword's fire in the unseen, to swap bodies and confuse fate!

In that instant, they swapped opponents!

The Slay-Witch Sword's phantom faces Kuafu, while they go to meet the slash of that law sword!

'Kuafu!'

A prince whispered, 'Let us gamble our lives!'

'See if you die faster under the Slay-Witch Sword!'

'Or see if we ten die faster under the legacy of the East Hua Great Sage!'

'But I think we won't die…… hahaha!'

'Because, from the day the law was born, it was destined to be exploited—it can only bind the gentleman and is hard to thoroughly punish the petty!'

'A gentleman can be deceived by righteousness!'

'It seeks education, repentance, the lowest moral baseline, and even in dire strait leaves a sliver of life.'

'Its original intention is good, but it cannot avoid being exploited—people give lip-service repentance, never change their nature, and slip through.'

'So we bet that its killing us will have a hint of hesitation…… and that hint is your death!'

'When you die, our Dao will be fulfilled!'

Ten voices shout in unison—it is a gamble, and also the ten princes' comprehension of the era's rules.

When the Dao is accomplished, it becomes the Great Luo body!

Even under the edge of the Law Divine Sword, a common Great Luo cannot leap—but purposeful action can absolve guilt, using law to oppose law!

'Throughout the ages, who wields the sword? Who enforces punishment?'

'Only the divine! Only the sage!'

The ten princes joined forces to meet the Law Divine Sword, while the Slay-Witch Sword's phantom, at this moment, descended and slashed toward Kuafu.

When Kuafu the divine general felt the edge of the Slay-Witch Sword, he suddenly understood the true meaning of its name.

This truly is a sword capable of slaying witches!

Gathering all kinds of sin and karma, it is humanity's negative, destroying all ideals and beliefs!

Crushing the heart of protection, trampling the thought of ideals—the very thing the Wu Clan borrows, the foundation of their standing in this world, is precisely what is targeted!

'Destruction is always easier than creation……'

At the brink of life and death, Kuafu the divine general sighs wistfully, 'A single rat dropping can spoil a pot of porridge—let alone now, when half the divine neglect humanity.'

'Where lies the hope in the path we walk?'

Kuafu's voice sank low.

He sensed the aura of death.

But he did not give up.

'If I cannot see light, I will ignite my body as an offering, to carve out a slice of light!'

Kuafu the divine general's tone suddenly rose.

At this moment, his body swelled without limit, bearing the mighty aura of upholding the ancient blue sky—a roar of all the unyielding.

'The heavens have fallen—I will prop them up!'

'If you wish to rebel, first trample over my bones!'

'Even if I cannot stop you, I will strive to trip you!'

Kuafu wields his wooden staff, as if wielding an axe, emulating a certain ancient worthy.

Yes!

In this instant, to many eyes, he is like Pangu, opening the heavens—fighting!

Boom—

A tremendous roar sounded, the Myriad Heavens shuddered, the boundless light of the myriad worlds flashed infinitely, as if the universe were being destroyed, as if ancient and modern were collapsing.

The boundless divine powers came easily to hand, combined together they were the radiant glory of Kuafu's life, illuminating countless ages with wondrous brilliance.

Burning himself to the utmost brilliance, Kuafu brandished his staff against the sins of all humanity, as if he would sweep away the age's turmoil with a single force!

Fine courage!

From the Heavenly Emperor's edict suddenly came a Daoist voice, it was the Emperor praising, 'Unfortunately, your strength is too weak.'

Seeing your determination, I will grant your wish and turn you into bones… let's see if after death you can trip me.

Amid the praising voices, the illusory form of the Slaughter-Witch Sword turned to light, turned to fire, it is the burning annihilation of all worlds, the sinking into myriad ages.

This sword evolved the cold ruthlessness and heartlessness of the human world, and also conformed to the order and rules of heaven and earth… under heaven, the strong capturing and controlling the weak is simply the natural course of things!

The stars revolve around the great sun, peoples rely on the Wise Man's guidance, the mighty hunt the weak, the capable look down on the incapable… these are all self-evident truths!

It penetrates the ages of time and space, shines upon all Myriad Heavens and worlds, none fail to follow this rule… even if there are special worlds that perhaps manifest differently, but such 'specialness' is itself a kind of 'strength', compelling all who partake to obey this seemingly 'fair' rule.

The Slaughter-Witch Sword, it condenses sin, but what it contains is not merely sin… for pure sin and wickedness only lead to self-destruction, lacking the foundation to endure in the world, making longevity difficult.

Thus it also expounds a complete system of ideology, utterly dissecting all emotions and affections, placing profit supreme and strength paramount, guiding all of humanity's actions to become stronger by any means, thereby trampling every belief and sincere feeling!

It embodies the principle of 'Heaven', the Great Dao is unfeeling, killing is blameless—life is Dao, death is Dao, life and death together are Dao, why then resist, oppose, reject it?

When such law turns, the vast Honghuang hazily moves along, taking this sword as its center, becoming dominant, and pressing down upon Kuafu.

Before such a torrent, Kuafu's counterattack seemed utterly powerless… his blazing divine powers were shattered, the invincible true form of a Great Luo was hewn, his primordial spirit wandering the Myriad Heavens and roaming the ages was fragmented, utterly incapable of a single blow!

The Slaughter-Witch Sword severed Kuafu's vital spark… leaving not a trace!

I have lost.

Kuafu's eyes dimmed, his body turned to light, rain fell upon the world, 'It is my inadequacy.'

But this road will not end…

He gradually scattered, only his arm remaining, he exerted himself to throw the wooden staff he held; it landed in a valley, where upon meeting the wind it transformed into a lush peach forest, seemingly boundless, teeming with vigorous life, offering a resting place for passersby to leisurely contemplate the path forward in life.

Someone will always walk to the end…

I look forward to it." came the calm reply from the Slaughter-Witch Sword, as if it gave it no thought at all.

Hah…

Kuafu's fragmented primordial spirit exhaled a long breath, carrying a hint of regret, and ascended away.

Only a single strand of indestructible innate spiritual light rose to the heavens, fleeing into the Suiyue Changhe, its destination unknown.

The Slaughter-Witch Sword 'watched', yet did not obstruct… perhaps Kuafu's fighting spirit moved it to feel, so it chose to let go, refraining from suppression.

It is also possible that another battlefield still needed reinforcements, and it was too lazy to bother here.

Cry!

The Golden Crow cried out, quite joyful.

At the moment Kuafu fell, it seemed some condition was fulfilled, and the ten Golden Crow Imperial Princes issued loud calls that echoed through the cosmos.

They are about to attain the Dao!

When the Divine Sword of Law descends, those who survive by relying on special talent as grounds for promotion are given reprieve or even release, escaping with a life to then greet a glorious future!

This is permitted by the Law… because it values rules above all.

But… someone does not allow it!

Kuafu!

A pained, mournful howl sounded—it was Dayi of the Dragon Masters!

After a moment's hesitation, his comrades were gone!

They died right before his eyes!

Thus at this moment he no longer hesitated!

Amid his roar, a burst of light shone forth, illuminating eternity.

Different Daos, no plot together!

From now on… we are strangers!

(End of Chapter)