Chapter 403

Ten three-legged golden crows spread their wings and happily soared in the sky.

The primordial wilderness seemed like a huge oven; its original greenish hue gradually turned scorched yellow and crimson.

On the land, rivers dried up, forests caught fire, and countless Wu tribespeople, humans, and beasts lay dead.

Although Chang'e was a Wu priestess, she could not withstand the scorching sun; she felt dizzy and weak.

Seeing this, Hou Yi hurriedly brought Chang'e to the base of a cliff to take shelter.

Suddenly, a fireball flew from the distant horizon, trailing a long tail, and with a boom struck the ground, scattering golden light to reveal a triumphant, arrogant, handsome face—none other than Bo Huang, the eldest of the Heavenly Emperor's ten sons, portrayed by Nie Yuan.

As Hou Yi and Chang'e stared in shock, several more fireballs landed one after another—these were Bo Huang's brothers.

Seven of them landed on the ground and took human form, while three remained in the sky blazing at full power, causing the temperature of the primordial wilderness to suddenly drop considerably.

"Hou Yi, you have great gall to defy the Heavenly Court—did you not consider what would happen today?"

Hou Yi sneered, "The Heavenly Court oppresses the myriad beings of the primordial wilderness, treating lives as weeds—are we not allowed to resist?"

Bo Huang laughed loudly, "With just this bunch of Wu folk, you dare to rebel?"

Another golden crow leered at Chang'e, drooling, "Big brother, this Chang'e is indeed a peerless beauty—it's worth our brothers' sortie!"

Another said, "Kill that eyesore, then seize Chang'e and have some fun with her before we talk further!"

Hou Yi flew into a rage, grabbed a long spear, and fought the golden crows.

The action scene was naturally spectacular; Jiang Heng's kung fu was superb, the choreography excellent, and with dazzling effects, the audience was enthralled.

Although Hou Yi's martial prowess was high, the golden crows were no weaklings, and worse, facing this gang-up he could not protect Chang'e.

"Hou Yi, still fighting? Look—your beauty is in my hands; I'll fondle her however I like!"

It was Nie Yuan's portrayal of Bo Huang who, at some point, had already seized Chang'e.

In his dazed state, Hou Yi was struck in the back and collapsed to the ground.

The golden crows swarmed over him and captured Hou Yi.

"Hahahaha!"

Bo Huang, delighted, took the bow and arrow his brothers had stripped from Hou Yi's back, snapped it casually, tossed it aside, and laughed, "The Wu Tribe's greatest divine archer? That's all you've got!"

Seeing this, Hou Yi's eyes nearly burst with rage.

Chang'e wept incessantly, blaming herself for Hou Yi's plight, and cried out, "Yi, I am your woman; I would rather die than suffer humiliation—you must live and avenge me!" She then killed herself.

Several golden crows, seeing this, froze.

They blamed the one nearest Chang'e for not guarding the beauty, leaving the brothers with nothing to amuse themselves.

Hou Yi on the ground, overcome with pain beyond words, hoarsely howled with a mournful tone.

His inner spiritual power surged; a golden flash appeared—it was the Mountain River Seal he had swallowed, now fully refined by the tremendous spiritual upheaval.

Hou Yi casually pointed, and the several golden crows on the ground were each scattered and transported a hundred li away.

By the time he stepped forward to embrace Chang'e's corpse, she had already breathed her last.

"Chang'e, Chang'e, you chose death over disgrace—how could I bear to live alone!"

Having said that, he waved his large hand and shouted, "Rise!"

Behold, the surrounding rocks, soil, and trees shifted, forming a colossal altar.

Moreover, the corpses of a hundred or so tribesmen who had previously fallen in the mountains and forests were piled around the altar.

Hou Yi cried out in grief, "The Heavenly Court lacks virtue, chaos reigns from above, ten suns hang in the sky, treating the myriad beings of the primordial wilderness as weeds. Now I, the Great Wu Hou Yi, offer half my essence and blood, borrow the remnants of my brothers' bodies, together sacrifice to the heavens, plead for divine weapons: a bow named Setting Sun, an arrow named Slay Immortals, to exterminate the golden crows and overturn the Heavenly Court!"

Having spoken, Hou Yi bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood; seeing his blood fall upon the tribesmen's corpses, it turned into specks of light that rose into the sky.

The bow that Bo Huang had snapped and tossed to the ground vibrated violently, then landed squarely in the altar's center; the broken arrows likewise flew to surround the bow.

Hou Yi coughed up several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his visage visibly aged, his hair turning from black to gray.

When the corpses around the altar had turned into specks of light and dissipated into the air, we saw several crimson beams descend from the heavens, striking the bow and arrow at the altar's center.

The bow not only returned to its original state but also became suffused with killing intent, and the arrows on the altar were renewed as well.

From afar, Bo Huang knew Hou Yi was using the Wu Tribe's secret ritual method, whose power was tremendous.

He wanted to interrupt it, but Hou Yi had already refined the Mountain God Seal here, easily able to fling them far away.

"Big brother, maybe we should just leave!" shouted one golden crow.

Bo Huang agreed, so he ceased flying toward the altar, shook his wings, and shot straight up into the clouds.

"Hou Yi, I'll spare you for now—I'll take your dog's life later!"

Above the cloud layer, Bo Huang wheeled about, full of pride.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sharp arrow shot up from below the clouds, puff—piercing Bo Huang's body, feathers flying, his golden blood turning to mist.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

The remaining golden crows cried out in shock—who would have thought the Heavenly Emperor's son would be felled by a single arrow!

Bo Huang's corpse plummeted straight down with a boom, like a plane crashing into a mountain, igniting a blaze.

The remaining golden crows, seeing this, were stunned into stupidity.

They spread their wings and flapped wildly, trying to flee.

But Hou Yi on the ground unleashed a volley of linked‑pearled arrows, killing another eight golden crows.

As he nocked an arrow aimed at the last golden crow, a rushing Nine Phoenix cried out, "Don't—if you kill this one too, there will be no sun in the sky, and the primordial wilderness's beings will still die!"

Hou Yi's face was expressionless as he coldly replied, "But Chang'e is dead, and I promised to avenge her!"

The Nine Phoenix quickly said, "I've heard that at Kunlun Mountain, the Queen Mother of the West possesses an Immortal Divine Pill that can revive the dead and restore flesh to bone; since she died by suicide, her body and essence are intact—she can surely be saved!"

Hou Yi, hearing this, could not contain his joy, "How does one get to Kunlun?"

The scene shifts, the heavenly court of the demon tribe, the Heavenly Emperor played by Zou Zhaolong, upon hearing that nine of his ten sons had been shot dead by Hou Yi, his body trembled slightly, his lips quivered.

"Convey my decree: from today onward, we shall exterminate all witches on the primordial earth, leaving none!"

Above the Great Hall, a host of great demons streamed out, their murderous aura blazing as they declared, "We will faithfully obey His Majesty's command!"

The screen darkened, the ending theme played, and the video ended! Inside the venue, the audience, who had been watching intently, suddenly realized the film was over and felt a bit unsettled.

A female viewer couldn't help but say, "Chang'e, she can come back to life, right?"

"Definitely," she replied. "She ate the Queen Mother of the West's immortality pill and later went to the Guanghan Palace!"

"What about Hou Yi then?"

"Yeah, having lost half his vital blood and become so aged, he won't die in the next part, will he?"

"He probably can't. He's the protagonist!"

(End of chapter)