"Great Witch Yi, something terrible has happened!" In another great witch tribe not far from Kuafu's tribe, a witch rushed into the tribe, shouting in panic as he ran.
"Why are you in such a panic? What's wrong?"
"Has the demon race attacked?"
Seeing the shamans running into the tribe in a panic, the surrounding shamans asked them questions, and some even rushed into their homes and ran out with weapons.
However, the shaman who rushed into the tribe to deliver the news did not answer them, but continued shouting loudly as he headed straight for the home of the great shaman Yi.
"Great Witch Yi, Great Witch Yi, something terrible has happened!" Upon arriving at Great Witch Yi's house, the messenger from the witch clan disregarded everything else and directly broke down the wooden door of Hou Yi's house.
"What's wrong?" Inside the house, Yi asked quickly when he saw the Wu tribesmen who had come looking so flustered.
"Great Witch Yi, ten suns have appeared in the sky. They are scorching the earth and killing countless people of our tribe. Kuafu, the Great Witch Kuafu, he, he..." The witch tribesman who came to deliver the news said breathlessly when he saw Hou Yi.
"What happened to Kuafu?" Yi asked anxiously upon hearing this.
"Kuafu, Kuafu chased after the ten suns alone, heading east," the messenger from the Wu tribe said breathlessly.
"Damn it, this could very well be a conspiracy by the demon race." Upon hearing this, Yi's expression changed drastically. He grabbed his divine bow and hurriedly ran out of the tribe, heading in the direction the witch pointed out. East—that was the direction of the demon race's heavenly court.
Seeing Yi leave in a hurry, the messenger from the Wu tribe quietly left Yi's Great Wu tribe and transformed into Zhunti in a mountain.
"Has Yi already left?" Upon seeing Zhunti return, Jieyin emerged from behind a tree and asked with a sorrowful expression.
"They've already gone." Upon hearing this, Zhunti said with a smile, "The Wu and Yao races are about to perish, and the opportunity for the West to rise to prominence is just around the corner."
"Let's hurry up and catch up!" Zhunti said.
"Tch, it's not that easy. This recording will be your greatest karmic consequence, enough to cause you to fall from your sainthood in the future." Behind Zhunti, Wang Han, who was hiding and recording with a camera, curled his lip. It wasn't just Hongjun who wanted to scheme against these two to prevent the rise of the West; Wang Han also wanted to scheme against them.
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"Knock knock knock..."
The enormous footsteps echoed across the earth, and with each step Kuafu took, the surrounding mountains and rivers shook. The hair on his body was scorched and blackened, and his skin was covered with huge blisters and burn marks. Even though it was only the true fire of the sun emitted by the Golden Crow Prince, it was still unbearable for him.
The heavy breathing was like a howling wind, and the dripping sweat poured down like a torrential rain, bringing a touch of moisture to the parched earth.
Kuafu wanted to rest and also wanted to give up chasing the ten golden crows. He was extremely thirsty, but every time he stopped, the golden crows would attack him. When he continued the chase and fought back, the golden crows would hide far away. If he wanted to drink water, the golden crows would dry up the water. He was helpless and had no choice but to persevere.
"Brother, it looks like this big oaf isn't going to make it."
"This guy can really run; he's been running for nine days and nine nights."
"It'll be soon, he's already very tired."
"Brothers, don't be careless, this great shaman hasn't fallen yet."
In the sky, ten suns traveled side by side, always maintaining a certain distance from Kuafu. Watching Kuafu, who was already panting and about to collapse, they laughed and chatted amongst themselves.
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"Boom..." A tremendous roar resounded, and looking at the ten suns still hanging high in the sky, Kuafu finally collapsed in unwillingness. His body transformed into a large, earthen-yellow mountain, his bones into mountain rocks, and his seven orifices into huge caves.
"No!" On the distant mountaintop, watching Kuafu collapse with a crash, Yi, who had just arrived, cried out in grief. He had rushed there as fast as he could, but he was still a step too late.
“The timing is perfect.” In the sky, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been secretly following Yi, looked at each other and smiled.
The timing was perfect. If it were earlier, Yi, with his better understanding of the situation and greater rationality, would only have shot and wounded the Golden Crow Princes, not killed them for the sake of the greater good. If it were later, the Golden Crow Princes would have flown away, and Yi's role would have been merely to witness it. The death of a Great Witch was not enough to provoke a desperate war between the Witch and Demon races.
Wang Han, who was invisible, flew close to Jieyin and Zhunti, recording their expressions with his camera without missing a single detail. Along the way, Wang Han had recorded Jieyin and Zhunti's actions to stop Yi from arriving in full detail.
'I didn't expect the Wu Clan to be so special after death. It seems I need to change my plans a bit.' While recording the expressions of Jieyin and Zhunti, and looking at the corpse of Kuafu that had turned into a mountain in the distance, Wang Han couldn't help but think of the description of Pangu's death. He also died of exhaustion, and his corpse turned into the primordial world. Wang Han changed his plans.
"Damn you scruffy birds! I'll make you pay with your blood!" Gazing at the ten excited Golden Crow Princes in the sky, Yi, overwhelmed with grief and sorrow, gritted his teeth, picked up his divine bow, nocked an arrow, and his heart was filled with hatred. Kuafu was his closest friend, and at this moment, he no longer cared about the consequences of killing these Golden Crow Princes. If the demon race wanted war, then so be it; today, justice must be served for the dead Kuafu.
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“We have killed the great shaman. When we return, Father will surely praise us.”
In the sky, watching Kuafu finally fall and transform into a mountain, the ten Golden Crow Princes circled excitedly, making the earth even hotter. They were completely unaware of the danger atop the distant mountain peaks.
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