Chapter 29 - 30 Yellow Bird
Chapter 29 - 30 Yellow Bird
Chapter 29: Chapter 30 Yellow Bird Although Wang Zihan had heeded Du Yunlong's warning and covered her ears in advance, she was still overwhelmed by the earth-shaking eagle's screech. Her only response was to clutch her head tightly, remaining dazed for what felt like an eternity. If she was this affected, it was worse for Xuanshui Jun, who bore the brunt of the attack.
The piercing eagle cry was directed straight at Xuanshui Jun. Despite Xuanshui Jun's formidable strength as a powerful beast, it paled in comparison to the legendary eagle of Falling Star Mountain. That eagle was its natural predator. Upon hearing the cry, Xuanshui Jun instinctively coiled its serpentine body into a tight ball, its venomous fangs retracting into its mouth.
Terrified, it nearly lacked the will to flee, instead rolling itself into a defensive coil. It retreated several steps, the once fierce glow of its lantern-sized eyes dimming in an instant.
As a mighty serpent within Falling Star Mountain, Xuanshui Jun quickly regained its composure after retreating some ten meters. Glancing back towards the brush where Du Yunlong was hiding, it caught sight of him wearing a mocking grin. Du Yunlong's satisfaction only deepened when Xuanshui Jun peeked out.
In his hand, Du Yunlong already had a jagged stone ready. With a fierce shout, he hurled the stone at Xuanshui Jun's crimson snake crown. The stone whistled through the air, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, aiming straight for the serpent's eyes. Xuanshui Jun narrowly dodged the attack by jerking its head aside, but the stone—imbued with all of Du Yunlong's strength—still struck its crown.
For such a mighty creature, the physical damage from the strike was negligible, but the psychological blow was far more severe. Memories of past failures flooded Xuanshui Jun's mind, especially the humiliating defeat it suffered just days ago at Du Yunlong's hands. The pain, the humiliation, and the fury surged up all at once.
Enraged, Xuanshui Jun prepared to spew its deadly fire at Du Yunlong, ready to incinerate him. But when it looked again, something was off—he had vanished.
Where had Du Yunlong gone?
In the blink of an eye, Du Yunlong's presence had vanished without a trace. The grass lay undisturbed as if he had never been there. Xuanshui Jun's body coiled tighter, its dark red scales bristling in anger as it
"Fire!"
The archers loosed their arrows, two deadly projectiles slicing through the air, aimed directly at the serpent's weak spot. But Xuanshui Jun's body shimmered with a dark mist, deflecting the arrows before they could reach its scales.
"Use the Immortal-Slaying Arrows!" one of the scouts shouted in desperation. The soldiers hesitated. The Pang family had spared no expense, even issuing these rare, powerful arrows, but they had only three, and they were not to be used lightly. Still, with Xuanshui Jun bearing down on them, they had no choice.
The archers drew the Immortal-Slaying Arrows, and the remaining soldiers formed a defensive line. Meanwhile, the lead spellcaster summoned a protective talisman, releasing a burst of golden light that shot toward the sky with a resounding boom—calling for reinforcements.
At this moment, Xuanshui Jun, locked in combat with the Pang soldiers, failed to notice the quiet escape of Du Yunlong and Wang Zihan.
The two archers had their bows drawn tight, but they hesitated, their foreheads beaded with sweat. They remained silent as they watched Xuanshui Jun charge toward them, knowing they were running out of time. Behind them, the spellcaster gritted his teeth, pained at the thought of using his precious talisman, but he knew he had no choice. With a flick of his left index finger, the golden talisman flew from his hand.
The talisman was no more than two inches wide, but as soon as it left his grasp, a large earth-colored tiger materialized from it. The tiger grew larger with every second, quickly expanding to over two feet in length and width, before hurtling toward Xuanshui Jun.
Xuanshui Jun, a veteran of countless battles, remained unfazed. Though it had been helpless before the giant eagle, it feared no ordinary talisman. Without breaking stride, it opened its jaws, sending a misty green light crashing into the tiger talisman.
The golden tiger, however, was no ordinary creation. As it collided with the green light, it emitted a brilliant flash of gold, instantly dissolving Xuanshui Jun's attack into nothing. The tiger's glowing form passed through the dark fog surrounding Xuanshui Jun's body and slammed directly into its scales, producing a sharp "sizzle" as it struck.
Xuanshui Jun paused for just a moment, stunned by the impact, and in that brief instant, the two archers released their bowstrings. Two white arrows shot out with blinding speed. The moment the arrows left the bows, the archers collapsed to the ground, completely drained. Their limbs were limp, and the hands that had drawn the heavy bows had withered, turning dry and yellow like parched leaves. One of the archers even looked as if his very life force had been sucked away, his face gaunt and sallow.
Though such celestial weapons had fallen into mortal hands, they were never meant to be used so lightly.
As the two white arrows flew through the air, they underwent a transformation. Originally simple white shafts, they suddenly became entwined with ethereal white dragons. The dragons coiled tightly around the arrows, not only intensifying the deadly aura but also doubling the arrows' speed.
Xuanshui Jun hadn't anticipated this sudden change. The two green energy blasts it spat out hit nothing but air. In the next moment, the Immortal-Slaying Arrows, now wrapped in white dragons, shattered the black fog protecting Xuanshui Jun and plunged straight into its scaled body!
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