King of Creation Chapter 1742 - 1727

All at once, the Divine Archer Yiz Lie, Daii Qin, the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit Yud Lei, the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword, and the binding of the War Soul Blood Flag were simultaneously imposed upon the Great Saint of the Tempest.

This was one of the strategies Ye Zhen had previously devised.

Create an opportune moment for battle, and strike to kill in one go!

The War Soul Blood Flag possesses the ability to randomly teleport any living being from the Demon Soul Realm, and at the precise moment of this teleportation, the target becomes tightly bound by the flag.

Ye Zhen precisely exploited this characteristic of the War Soul Blood Flag, constraining Feng Kui’s movements for that critical instant before unleashing his full might.

His aim was to decapitate Feng Kui with a single, decisive blow!

The Soul Chasing Arrow, the Barbarian Clan Stone Hammer imbued with immense power, and the Sword Qi aimed at the vulnerable abdomen—all these made Feng Kui feel the imminent threat of death.

For Feng Kui, such a feeling had been absent for countless years.

Terror and exhilaration surged within him simultaneously, instantly igniting his long-dormant battle intent.

Within the Dao Realm, there exist individuals stronger than Feng Kui. However, owing to his Bloodline of Strong Wind, his astonishing speed means that few Dao Realm experts can truly pose a threat to him.

Since the great catastrophe years ago, Feng Kui had spent these intervening years in a state of near invincibility, and life had become exceedingly dull.

The danger presented today instantly reawakened the battle intent that lay dormant within his very bones.

It was a combat instinct deeply embedded in the bloodline of the descendants of Strong Wind!

"Ah... Break free!"

A piercing shriek, like the sound of shattering gold and stone, erupted as the feathers covering Feng Kui’s body shot outwards. Each feather unleashed Green Gang, ranging from a meter or two in length to tens of meters, akin to thousands of sharp arrows blasting towards the invisible cage confining him!

This was the primal combat instinct of Feng Kui, the descendant of Strong Wind!

Feng Kui understood with absolute clarity that if he could not shatter this invisible cage, his demise today was certain.

Though this struggle was imperceptible to others, Ye Zhen could clearly sense its intensity.

In an instant, the soul power cage, formed by Ye Zhen's War Soul Blood Flag to trap Feng Kui, became riddled with holes by the force of the exploding feathers.

As the power of the War Soul Blood Flag rapidly depleted, the invisible soul power cage shattered.

Nevertheless, the attacks directed at Feng Kui were indeed soul-chasing and life-threatening.

Although Feng Kui spent a negligible amount of time breaking free from the invisible cage Ye Zhen had constructed, he was inevitably forced to endure the full force of those individuals' coordinated attacks.

At the critical moment, Feng Kui broke free and began to spin like a high-speed gyroscope.

This rapid rotation caused the countless slashes of Sword Light aimed at his abdomen to deflect as if meeting countless brushes, sparks flying with a series of metallic clinks.

Hundreds of Green Feathers, as hard as Mid-grade Town Artifacts, rained down from the sky, yet Feng Kui successfully evaded the calamity of being disemboweled by the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword.

What surprised Ye Zhen even more was that during his spinning evasion, two beams of green light suddenly shot from Feng Kui’s massive bird-like eyes, striking just above the stone hammer wielded by the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit Yud Lei.

While Guardian Battle Spirit Yud Lei was indeed powerful and protected by Barbarian Armor, capable of withstanding Feng Kui's full-strength assault, his inherent power had weaknesses.

Within the Barbarian Spirit Hall, the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit was only at the Ninth Stage of the Realm King Realm.

Currently, brought forth by Ye Zhen, its strength had significantly diminished, capable of exerting only four-tenths of its full potential, unable to even display the strength of an Eighth Stage Realm King Realm expert.

Were it not for its formidable Barbarian Armor and Artifact, it would scarcely qualify to contend with Feng Kui.

Despite this disadvantage, struck by the Green-eyed Heavenly Eye Spirit Light from Feng Kui—a Mid Dao Realm expert—Yud Lei was sent flying backward as if struck by a mountain.

In that instant, Feng Kui managed to neutralize two fatal attacks.

However, Feng Kui could not evade the two exceptionally cunningly angled and incredibly fast Soul Chasing Arrows.

As he blasted the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit Yud Lei away, two Soul Chasing Arrows, loosed by Divine Archer Yiz Lie and Daii Qin, drilled into Feng Kui’s body.

The sound of Green Feather breaking, coupled with the sound of Spirit Arrows piercing flesh and bone, erupted simultaneously.

But then, Yud Lei, Yiz Lie, and Daii Qin all cried out in unison:

"Watch out!"

This warning was directed at Ye Zhen.

Almost as Feng Kui was struck by the arrows, he transformed into a distorted green light, lunging directly towards Ye Zhen.

Although both Soul Chasing Arrows from Yiz Lie and Daii Qin found their mark, Feng Kui, utilizing his vast combat experience, managed to completely avoid vital and essential areas of his body.

Although Fengg Kui sustained a blow, his injuries remained contained, barely impacting his combat strength.

"Is this the so-called expert you summoned? Utterly pathetic!" Fengg Kui’s derisive laughter echoed, "Perish!"

In a swift motion, Fengg Kui surged towards Ye Zhen, his hardened claws aiming directly for Ye Zhen's head.

"How dare you!"

"Hold!"

The alarmed and indignant cries of Yiz Lie, Daii Qin, and Yud Lei erupted in unison.

The reason behind their outcry was simple: any harm befalling Ye Zhen, the Inherited Divine Messenger, would profoundly affect the true spirits of these War Spirits.

Furthermore, locating a suitable and dependable Inherited Divine Messenger was no easy feat.

Amidst the clamor, Yiz Lie and Daii Qin’s initial astonishment gave way to Ye Zhen's own mocking retort.

"And who is the fool now? To dream of slaying me in this world!" Ye Zhen scoffed.

His attack having missed its mark, Feng Kui’s countenance darkened considerably, "You have provoked my wrath, truly provoked it!"

"Now, allow me to display the might of a scion of Strong Wind!"

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"Qing Wing... Sky Net!"

As Feng Kui’s enraged roar subsided, a brilliant cyan light materialized within the oppressive blood-red expanse of the sky and earth.

Yet, this intensely luminous cyan light possessed an ethereal quality, making it impossible for the naked eye to ascertain whether it was a singular beam or a multitude that had just appeared.

Regardless, the moment it manifested, a shimmering cyan net of light unfurled across the heavens.

This radiant cyan sky net descended directly upon the Divine Archer Yiz Lie and Daii Qin as it took form.

Feng Kui’s strategic intention was clear: he perceived Divine Archer Yiz Lie and Daii Qin as the most imminent threats, thus prioritizing their elimination.

The cyan sky net moved with incredible velocity, tearing through the very air, fragmenting it into countless minute squares. Three Demon Souls of the Realm King Realm fortuitously found themselves in its path.

Before they could even register the danger, they were sundered into innumerable fragments by the relentless cyan sky net!

The expressions of Divine Archer Yiz Lie and Daii Qin shifted dramatically. As they beat a hasty retreat, the colossal bow in their grasp thrummed repeatedly, each arrow precisely targeting the junctures of the cyan sky net.

While each arrow possessed the power to shatter these nexus points, the rate of destruction lagged behind the swift regeneration facilitated by the cyan luminescence of the Great Saint of the Tempest.

The Purple Spirit Immortal Sword streaked from behind Feng Kui, appearing like a phantom – both sluggish and rapid simultaneously. However, to Ye Zhen’s dismay, the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword was utterly incapable of matching Feng Kui’s blistering pace.

"Die!"

Feng Kui bellowed, his voice laced with a guttural growl. For over a century, this marked his first injury, and it was inflicted by the arrows of their most detested adversaries, the descendants of Strong Wind.

His singular desire was to obliterate the two irritating archers before him!

"Dream on if you believe you can fell them!"

Ye Zhen’s mocking laughter resounded once more as Divine Archer Yiz Lie and Daii Qin vanished from Feng Kui’s sight.

Feng Kui recoiled in astonishment. A fierce glint ignited in his avian eyes as he fixed his gaze upon Ye Zhen, but this ferocity rapidly transformed into fervent obsession.

He became utterly convinced that Ye Zhen possessed an artifact of worldly origin.

"Hahaha, your worldly treasure shall undoubtedly become mine!"

"I refuse to believe it; how long can your teleportation endure! How many can you rescue simultaneously?"

Amidst his triumphant laughter, he unleashed the Qing Wing Sky Net once more, this time extending its reach to an unprecedented breadth.

It enveloped nearly every entity present: Ye Zhen, Divine Archer Yiz Lie, Daii Qin, and a contingent of ten thousand Demon Soul Army soldiers, including twenty Soul Generals of the Realm King Realm.

This alarming development filled Ye Zhen with profound unease, bringing him to a sudden, stark realization: the congregation of the Demon Soul Realm’s elite forces at this location had been a grave miscalculation.

Not only was their presence rendered futile, but it also doomed them to perish along with all the gathered elites of the Demon Soul Realm!

Nevertheless, succumbing to regret or pain at this juncture was utterly futile!

"Disperse, everyone scatter!"

With a commanding roar, Ye Zhen issued his orders to Hei Er and the others, understanding that the massing of the Demon Soul Realm’s finest here would only result in needless slaughter!

"Retreat!"

Acting on instinct, Ye Zhen vanished with Yiz Lie and Daii Qin, reappearing on the far side of the Qing Wing Sky Net.

Fortunately, Feng Kui's focus remained exclusively on Ye Zhen, Divine Archer Yiz Lie, and Daii Qin. Instantly, the Qing Wing Sky Net shifted its trajectory, hurtling towards Ye Zhen and his companions!

In the blink of an eye, the tables were turned!

Merely moments before, Ye Zhen and his allies were the pursuers of Feng Kui; now, Feng Kui was executing a counter-assault, relentlessly hounding Ye Zhen and his group, leaving them in a dire and precarious predicament.

"Divine Envoy Ye, it appears that after today, you’ll need to slay more than a hundred True Dragons to compensate for this setback!" Divine Archer Daii Qin suddenly declared with a wry chuckle.

"Hmm, over a hundred True Dragons?"

Before Ye Zhen could even process the statement, the colossal bow in Daii Qin’s grasp began to vibrate, and an extraordinary aura started to surge within him.

The massive bow held by Divine Archer Daii Qin seemed to undergo a rebirth, as intricate, mysterious patterns spread from his hands across the bow’s surface, instantly transforming its entire presence!

The bow, initially two meters in length, suddenly swelled to four meters, and a ferociously primitive aura, reminiscent of an ancient epoch, erupted forth!

Though Daii Qin made no overt movements, a myriad of spiritual lights simultaneously burst into existence around him, swiftly concentrating onto the cyan-black Spirit Arrow perched atop the augmented great bow.

A cyan-black Spirit Arrow, leaving a lengthy trail in its wake, streaked towards Feng Kui like a meteor igniting the night sky.

The very moment this arrow was unleashed, Divine Archer Yiz Lie, a spectator to the unfolding scene, regarded it with profound reverence in his eyes!

As this potent arrow flew, a peculiar glint flickered within the eyes of Divine Archer Daii Qin.

Rumble!

Ye Zhen’s countenance contorted into absolute shock at this precise instant!

The very fabric of space trembled!

The instant Divine Archer Daii Qin loosed the arrow, it caused the entirety of the Demon Soul Realm’s space to violently shudder, and even the War Soul Blood Flag clutched in Ye Zhen’s hand transmitted a palpable sense of disquiet.

But the most astounded individual of all was the Great Saint of the Tempest, Feng Kui!

The second the arrow was discharged, the Great Saint of the Tempest pushed his speed to its absolute zenith, rapidly altering his trajectory in a desperate attempt to evade the projectile.

Yet, regardless of how the Great Saint of the Tempest, Feng Kui, maneuvered, he found himself utterly incapable of escaping the arrow's pursuit.

To Ye Zhen and the onlookers, the arrow appeared to advance in a series of disorienting leaps, materializing before the Tongfeng Saint in a mere blink.

As the arrow closed in, the potent aura emanating from the cyan-black projectile grew increasingly distinct, abruptly awakening a deeply buried ancient memory within the mind.

The Great Saint of the Tempest, Feng Kui, his eyes wide with terror, let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"Sunset Divine Archery, this is impossible! How could this be!"