Primordial Era: Refusing Hongjun's path to sainthood, I attained the Dao of Hunyuan.

Chapter 142 Shooting the Sun

"Give it your all, he's about to die! Burn him! Burn him! Burn this big, dumb oaf!"

Kuafu felt his head buzzing. The ten little golden crows were like a swarm of flies that he couldn't get rid of, so hateful.

But his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, Kuafu collapsed with a thud. The sun's true fire burned everything, but it had already burned his body into charcoal from the inside out.

Moreover, as he fell and was no longer able to resist, the true fire of the sun intensified, becoming even more ferocious.

The ten little golden crows looked at the fallen Kuafu and saw that his breath was completely gone. They knew that this witch was dead, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Given their strength, if Kuafu had been able to hold out a little longer, it might have been them who couldn't have lasted.

Even so, the ten little golden crows were also greatly exhausted. After seeing Kuafu fall, the ten little golden crows lost the desire to continue playing.

Feeling extremely exhausted, they began to fly back, intending to return to Tanggu Valley and come out to play again after regaining their strength.

However, they were unaware that at this time, another top shaman, having learned that Kuafu had gone alone to chase the ten little golden crows, was rushing to join Kuafu.

This great shaman was none other than Yi. Like Kuafu, Yi was a great shaman of the Houtu tribe, and they had a very close relationship.

Therefore, upon learning that Kuafu had risked his life to chase after the ten little golden crows, he rushed over immediately.

And coincidentally, on this journey, Yi encountered ten little golden crows. Yi stopped them, and seeing no sign of Kuafu, he felt a chill run down his spine and demanded, "You wretched creatures, what have you done to Kuafu?"

The ten little golden crows were startled by Yi, but after they came to their senses, they mocked him.

"Another member of the Witch Clan has arrived. Hahaha, you're too late. That big oaf has already been burned to ashes by us."

The ten little golden crows chirped and circled around Yi, plotting to repeat their old trick and burn him alive like Kuafu.

However, they did not know that although Da Yi was also a great shaman of the Houtu tribe, he was different from Kuafu.

Kuafu excelled in close combat but was relatively slow, while Da Yi was a ranged attacker with great speed.

Upon hearing from the ten little golden crows that Kuafu had been burned to death by them, a raging fire instantly rose in Da Yi's heart.

"You wretched beast, you're asking for death."

Da Yi suddenly grabbed the large bow from behind him, nocked an arrow, and shot it at one of the golden crows.

The ten little golden crows thought that Yi would be like Kuafu, powerful but too slow, and that as long as he didn't fly too close, he would be fine.

But to everyone's surprise, when Yi shot out an arrow, he hit the sixth of the ten little golden crows almost instantly.

How fierce were the arrows of Yi! Even a demon god would be killed if he wasn't careful. How much more so this young golden crow?

The sixth prince of the Golden Crow didn't even have time to scream before he was shot to death by an arrow.

The scene was just like a small sun bursting open in the sky, a moment of brilliance, its light dazzling beyond compare.

The blazing sun's true fire scattered in all directions.

The other nine little golden crows were dumbfounded. By the time they came to their senses, Da Yi had shot them with three more arrows, one after another, killing three more little golden crows.

They are the seventh, ninth, and third princes of the Golden Crow.

At this moment, the remaining Golden Crows finally reacted. The eldest Golden Crow prince let out a mournful cawing, like a crow cawing in despair, and shouted, "Brothers, run!"

The six little golden crows panicked and dared not stay together. Instead, they flew in all directions and fled into the distance.

Unexpectedly, Da Yi was much faster than them and revealed his true form as a great shaman, shooting arrow after arrow in succession.

The arrows flew like shooting stars, each one exceptionally accurate, killing a golden crow with a single shot.

They killed five more golden crows in succession, leaving only one. This last one was also the smallest of the ten golden crows.

The reason he was killed last was because the golden crow flew the slowest, as if it had been scared out of its wits.

At this point, they even forgot to flap their wings.

However, Da Yi ignored all of this and deftly nocked another arrow onto his bow, aimed at the Golden Crow, and drew the bowstring taut.

The final arrow is about to be fired.

Killing this last little golden crow, regardless of whether Kuafu truly died at the hands of these golden crows.

But these golden crows are the offspring of Emperor Jun, the crown princes of the demon race's heavenly court. If they can be completely wiped out here...

That would be a great achievement.

Just as Yi was about to release his grip and shoot the arrow, a loud clang rang out. Yi felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, and he instantly lost all strength. The arrow, which had been fully charged, was now gone.

It also went astray, and I don't know where it landed.

Blood gushed from all seven orifices of Da Yi, and he knelt on the ground, feeling as if the world had turned dark.

It was a vast expanse, too blurry to see clearly.

He strained to lift his head, squinting, and saw two figures falling from the sky.

It is Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Da Yi was unwilling to accept defeat. Not because he was about to die, but because there was still one last little golden crow he hadn't killed.

With trembling hands, he nocked another arrow and aimed it hesitantly at the little golden crow.

The little golden crow was completely dumbfounded and remained motionless.

He let Da Yi aim at him.

However, Da Yi's arrow ultimately failed to fly.

Seeing that Da Yi was about to continue shooting arrows, Di Jun, who was already furious, suddenly unleashed a Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder.

With a deafening roar, the water poured down from above Yi's head, finally killing him.

Di Jun and Tai Yi landed, looking at the dead Da Yi, their anger still lingering, their eyes even more bloodshot.

Of the ten golden crows, only one remains. No matter how strong their wills, how could they not feel resentment?

"You unfilial son! Didn't I tell you to cultivate diligently in Tang Valley? How did you manage to cause such a disaster?"

Di Jun angrily rebuked the last little golden crow.

He was still in seclusion when, unexpectedly, the fortune of the demon race's heavenly court suddenly diminished, which startled him awake.

Upon using his divine sense, he discovered that the last of his children had been shot down by Yi.

Like him, other powerful members of the demon race, such as Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng, also noticed in an instant that the demon race's fortune had greatly diminished.

Then, his divine sense enveloped the heavens and earth, searching for the root cause, only to discover that the ten little golden crows had committed such a calamity.

However, even though the ten little golden crows caused a great disaster, they are still his own flesh and blood.

Di Jun and Tai Yi acted immediately, stopping and killing Da Yi, thus saving the last little golden crow.

The little golden crow, startled awake from a terrifying nightmare by Emperor Jun's rebuke, finally seemed to wake up from a dream.

She was crying and sobbing, unable to speak.

"Brother, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's hurry up and find the remains of our nephews and leave this place first," Taiyi said.

The primordial land is the territory of the Wu tribe, and such a major event would surely alarm the ancestral Wu.

Although there are only eleven Ancestral Witches now, they still outnumber and outmatch the enemy. If they encounter each other, it will likely be a difficult battle.

Although Di Jun was furious, he still had a shred of reason. Upon hearing this, he quickly joined forces with Tai Yi to attack.

Search for the scattered corpses of the Golden Crow and collect them.

Taiyi even took out a gourd and put Da Yi's corpse inside. Then, the two of them, along with the corpses of the Nine Golden Crows and the only surviving Little Golden Crow, returned to the Thirty-Three Heavens before the Ancestral Witch arrived.

(End of this chapter)