Primordial Era: Humanity's Supreme Ruler, Abolishes Nuwa's Position as Holy Mother

Chapter 53 Kuafu Falls, Yi of the Wu Clan Shoots Down the Suns

For eight days, the golden crow traversed the land of the Wu tribe, and countless lives were reduced to ashes, burned alive.

The power of true fire is boundless, carrying the intense heat that annihilates all things. Wherever it passes, great rivers evaporate and riverbeds crumble.

Kuafu was as big as a mountain, so huge that his steps caused the earth to shake.

His speed was already quite fast, but the speed of the Eight-Day Golden Crow was extremely fast, streaking across the sky like a meteor.

The flames surged, and even the aftershocks carried a terrifying pressure, drying up the mountains thousands of feet away before they collapsed with a deafening roar.

The great shaman Kuafu, with disheveled hair, relentlessly pursued and killed him.

"boom"

The great shaman Kuafu exerted his power, unleashing boundless laws. At this moment, his feet burrowed into the ground, and his fists pounded the earth. With the laws circulating and empowering him, a towering mountain rose from the ground in front of him with a deafening roar.

The golden crow, which had been flying for eight days, suddenly appeared in the sky. Faced with the suddenly rising mountain, the originally formed formation was suddenly broken up.

At this moment, the great shaman Kuafu empowered himself again, and just as he was about to catch up, he summoned a peach wood staff from his body and smashed it into the void in front of him.

"Pop"

The peachwood staff swept across, instantly unleashing a torrent of white light, surging with dazzling laws, making it impossible to dodge.

The void was forcibly smashed open, and a huge golden hole exploded, as if connecting to the supreme realm, from which golden power and laws surged forth.

"Splash!"

The laws are like the sea, vast and endless. The great shaman Kuafu used all his strength to smash down, trying to capture the nearest golden crow.

These golden crows have wreaked havoc on the territory of the Wu tribe, and their crimes deserve to be punished. The great shaman Kuafu was already burning with rage and wished he could skin them alive and tear them apart.

"boom"

The peachwood staff struck the last golden crow, but only grazed it; the cold light extending from the tip of the staff shattered the golden crow's wings.

Feathers fluttered in the air, and wisps of real fire transformed into wisps that lingered around the wings before finally extinguishing.

Seeing this, the other golden crows flew even higher and dared not land.

The Great Golden Crow turned its head to look at the injured Ninth Golden Crow, its eyes instantly turning extremely cold, the chill so intense that even true fire could not melt it.

Suddenly, he spread his wings, folded them inward, and charged towards the great shaman Kuafu in a single turn.

Other golden crows followed closely behind.

"Die!"

The Great Golden Crow was furious.

Two of his brothers had already been shot and killed by the human race in Kongtong, and now he was about to be killed by the witch race!

"boom"

The eight golden crows opened their mouths and spewed out true solar fire. The flames they exhaled together rose like a sea of ​​fire, incredibly turbulent.

The blinding flames engulfed a vast expanse of mountains and rivers.

Ahead, the great shaman Kuafu's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He spread his hands, and the laws of power were awakening. The peach wood staff in his hands shone with golden light.

"Bang!"

The peachwood staff was infused with the power of the great shaman Kuafu, from which a huge white pillar of light rose, shooting straight into the sky before exploding with a bang.

Countless points of light fell like rain, forming the phantom of a mountain around the great shaman Kuafu, enveloping him and attempting to isolate him from the real fire.

However, the Eight-Day Golden Crow has already unleashed its true power, going completely berserk, releasing the full force of its true fire without reservation.

The powerful figures watching from afar were horrified by this scene; though their bodies were burning hot, they felt a chill run from head to toe.

The golden crow is rampaging, its true fire surging; how can one possibly fight against it?

At this moment, the endless wilderness seemed to tremble, and no one knew how many lives would perish in this battle.

The sky over that area was burned crimson by real fire, and the flames crashed into the barrier surrounding the great shaman Kuafu with a loud "boom."

A terrifying power was spreading, and the heatwave seemed capable of destroying even the most supreme beings.

The flames were scattered, turning into sparks that fell in a flurry, then crashed down upon the primordial wilderness, burning vast swathes of mountains and rivers.

Upon seeing this, the great shaman Kuafu realized that something was amiss.

Although the real fire has been temporarily isolated, it is like being inside a furnace, and sooner or later the fire will roast them alive!

In an instant, the great shaman Kuafu raised his peachwood staff, and the illusory mountain shattered, with wisps of flame rushing in.

The flames moved with incredible speed, like snakes darting across the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they touched the skin of the great shaman Kuafu.

However, he endured the burning pain from the real fire, swung his peach wood staff, and smashed it fiercely towards the Great Golden Crow!

"Bang"

A peachwood staff stirred up terrifying waves of wind, rustling loudly.

The giant golden crow easily dodged, but was terrified. It then spread its wings and continued its escape.

at this time.

After being scorched by the true fire of the eight golden crows, the great shaman Kuafu felt parched. He looked down and saw that his body was covered in terrifying blood blisters.

He exerted his strength and sensed the rushing river. He rushed to the banks of the Wei River and began to gulp it down.

After drinking several large swamps dry, Kuafu still felt a burning fire in his throat, causing him immense discomfort and damage to his internal organs.

At this moment, cracks appeared on his skin, and his life slowly faded away.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, his breath hot enough to set a mountain range ablaze.

Just then, through the blurry vision, a golden light rushed towards them.

However, he could no longer see who the person was.

Kuafu perished, roasted alive by real fire.

The fallen peachwood staff suddenly transformed into a peach forest, and the laws within his body that had not yet dissipated caused his body to transform into a mountain.

A towering mountain rises abruptly from the ground.

At that moment, the golden light arrived.

"Golden Crow!!"

With his enormous bow and arrows on his back, Yi watched helplessly as Kuafu perished, and was instantly consumed by rage.

He looked up and gazed into the distance; in the distance, the eight suns shone brilliantly.

"Die, all of you!"

Yi roared to the sky, took down his great bow, and the golden arrow rang out. The eight golden crows flew away, sensing the boundless killing intent.

"Witch Clan! How dare you!" The Great Golden Crow turned its head and saw that Yi had already drawn his bowstring.

The second Golden Crow also roared, turning around and spewing out a mouthful of true fire, which transformed into a sea of ​​fire that swept over, clearly displaying a fierce and menacing demeanor.

"You harmed my friend, destroyed the lives of my witch clan, and yet you remain unpunished? Where is justice?!"

Da Yi roared, flying wildly like a god or demon. With a "boom," the giant arrow flew out, unleashing terrifying power.

The giant arrow swept across the sky like a storm.

At this moment, Da Yi drew his bow again and roared, "Today, even if a god comes, I will still kill you all!"

"boom"

The first giant arrow hurtled through the center of the true fire, striking the second golden crow almost without pause.

The arrow pierced his throat, penetrating his internal organs, and his body exploded.

"boom"

The second and third great arrows were fired in succession, transforming into dragons and phoenixes, their power shaking heaven and earth, stirring up dark clouds and strange phenomena, as if the calamity of the sun's destruction was coming.

The eight golden crows were successively killed, and the surging true fire in the sky was rapidly extinguished.

One after another, the corpses of the golden crows fell to the ground, screaming in terror before their deaths, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The Great Golden Crow was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Looking at the remaining tenth Golden Crow, he stopped without hesitation.

"Buzz"

With a single flap of its wings, it traveled a million miles, and the true fire brought forth vast swathes of golden, spherical lightning.

The Great Golden Crow transformed into a streak of golden light, charging straight at Da Yi. He was enraged, roaring, "Witch Clan, today you will all die!"

(End of this chapter)