At this moment, in this region—
Since the Ten Golden Crows had run rampant for dozens of days, a great disaster had befallen the land.
Even if it hadn't been intentional, the ten suns were like ten massive fireballs. Their scorching heat burned the earth, killing countless people and animals.
Forests were engulfed in flames. Trees, crops, and houses were reduced to ashes. Those who were not burned alive fled in panic like scattered pigs and wolves, desperately seeking shelter, water, and food.
The rivers dried up. Even the sea was nearing desiccation. Fish perished, and aquatic monsters crawled ashore in search of sustenance. Crops and orchards withered and charred. The food sources for both people and livestock were completely destroyed.
Countless lives were either incinerated by the overwhelming heat or devoured by wild beasts. Amid this inferno, they struggled, praying to the heavens for divine salvation.
It was then that Hou Yi finally took action.
He climbed over ninety-nine lofty mountains, crossed ninety-nine mighty rivers, passed through ninety-nine deep canyons, and eventually arrived at the East Sea. There, he ascended a towering peak, overlooking the vast ocean at its base.
"Finally found you."
A cold glint flashed in Hou Yi's eyes. He had finally tracked down the ten suns after tremendous effort. As he gazed upon them in the sky, an overwhelming killing intent surged from within him.
There was no mercy when enemies met face to face.
"Die!"
Without hesitation, Hou Yi drew his bow and nocked his arrow.
The Nine Heavens Black Arrow in his hand flew silently through the air, tearing through the void. It carried the power of the Law of Void—terrifying and unmatched.
Boom!
In an instant, one of the Golden Crows was struck unprepared. But the moment the arrow hit, a radiant layer of armor suddenly manifested on its body.
It was the Heavenly Emperor Armor, personally refined by Donghuang Taiyi, the Monster Race's Heavenly Emperor, to protect his daughter from assassination attempts by other races.
At that critical moment, the armor hidden within the Golden Crow was activated. No matter how powerful the Nine Heavens Black Arrow was, the armor easily deflected it.
This shocking scene stunned all ten Golden Crows.
"What happened?!"
"Enemy! Someone tried to assassinate us!"
"It's the Wu Race villains! They're ambushing us with arrows—but luckily, Father gave us the Heavenly Emperor Armor. If not, we'd be dead!"
"The Primordial World is too dangerous. We were just playing around, and now lunatics from the Wu Race are trying to kill us! We need to leave quickly. It's not safe here!"
"Father was right. This isn't the Heavenly Court. We should run!"
Panic overtook them. After all, they were still children. Having never encountered such danger, they were terrified.
What?!
Seeing this, Hou Yi's expression changed drastically.
He had underestimated them. Though the Nine Heavens Black Arrow, refined by the Wu Race, was extremely powerful—capable of piercing even the Nine Heavens—these were not ordinary opponents.
They were the daughters of the Heavenly Emperor. How could their defenses be anything less than divine?
The Monster Race ruled the skies. The Heavenly Court was filled with countless treasures. Giving a few life-saving artifacts to his daughters was nothing for the Heavenly Emperor.
Was it really so easy to kill his daughter?
The Nine Heavens Black Arrow, no matter how fearsome, might not be enough. But now, Hou Yi was already riding a tiger—retreat was not an option.
"What's going on? Why did the ten Golden Crows flee so suddenly? Could it be… they weren't the ones who killed Kuafu?"
A flicker of light passed through Hou Yi's eyes.
To be honest, no one could become a Great Wu without immense wisdom. Each of them was astoundingly intelligent.
If the Golden Crows were as arrogant and domineering as the legends described—disregarding all life—then when he fired that arrow, they would have fought back immediately, igniting a world-shattering battle.
But instead, they had fled—like frightened mice. This behavior didn't match the legendary Golden Crows at all.
Could such creatures have truly killed Kuafu?
Doubt surfaced in Hou Yi's heart, and his grip on the sharp arrow loosened.
Once an archer harbors doubt, his power is halved.
"Too weak... Let me, the Evil God of Wrath, lend you my strength."
Suddenly, a voice echoed in the depths of Hou Yi's mind, accompanied by chilling laughter.
He instantly sensed an eerie coldness.
He wasn't a fool. He knew—something terrifying had set its sights on him. This enemy was far beyond his imagination. Perhaps even the Twelve Ancestor Wu would be no match for this entity.
At that moment, he recalled Kuafu's death.
Maybe Kuafu was slain by this same unknown entity.
But who? What force would suddenly kill Kuafu and frame the Monster Race?
Could there be a third mysterious force in the Prehistoric World, scheming to sow discord between the Wu Race and the Monster Race, triggering war?
Endless theories surfaced in Hou Yi's heart.
"What a clever Wu. It seems your kind isn't as brainless as the rumors say. A shame you've figured out too much... far too late."
The voice of the Evil God of Wrath thundered in Hou Yi's mind.
"You—!"
Hou Yi was furious, about to speak—when a terrifying force instantly enveloped his soul. It spread through his entire being.
In that moment, he plunged into darkness. His consciousness faded.
His body was now completely taken over by the Evil God of Wrath.
"A Wu who specializes in body refinement... Even with such a low cultivation realm, his physique can endure one-billionth of my power."
Dark, sinister energy poured from Hou Yi's body. His entire being was overwhelmed by the power of the evil god.
His strength surged—instantly reaching the Peak of Quasi-Saint Realm. His skin could barely contain this monstrous power. It cracked and bled, black lines spreading across it.
On his face appeared strange, evil god markings—dense and ominous.
"Forget it. This power is enough to kill those ten brats."
A twisted voice echoed from deep within Hou Yi's transformed body, filled with sinister energy that made even the bravest tremble.