The light armor with gold patterns and red background that fit his body outlined his agile figure. He bent down, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and the wind and clouds changed color. With a release of his fingers, a white light shot out like a bolt of lightning, and the world was instantly ablaze with flames!
"Hmm!"
"Ouch! Ouch—"
Everyone hurriedly raised their hands to cover their eyes, trying to shield them with their eyelids and fingers, but their eyes were still burning and watering from the irritation. Their exposed skin felt even hotter, and the huge blast of air suddenly knocked them to the ground!
The arrow was exceptionally sharp, piercing through the thick defenses set up by Jumang. Jumang was furious, and his demonic fire surged even more fiercely.
But the arrows were invincible, mercilessly devouring his heart and flesh!
He felt an uncontrollable tremor in his heart.
How could a bow with only the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal be able to unleash power approaching that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal in the hands of ten Taiyi Golden Immortals?!
"Impossible—impossible! No—"
The unbelievable, piercing screams abruptly ceased.
The arrow pierced his heart.
With a loud bang, Jumang's entire chest was reduced to a bloody mess, his massive body hollowed out, and he crashed to the ground!
Pipa jumped up excitedly, screaming, "Dead! Dead! Ah Tong, you're amazing! You won! You won!"
The fox and the pheasant quickly grabbed her arms and pulled her down. They had seen things carefully and were not blinded by victory.
Admittedly, Jumang fell to the ground and died, but Tongsu and the combined body of the ten princes on the other side were also clearly not doing well.
The boy's body, now merged with the crown prince's, began to flicker and become ethereal. The ball of light seemed on the verge of collapsing and detaching. His eyes were tightly closed, his brows furrowed, and his face was terrifyingly pale, yet his lips were a strikingly unusual crimson.
It was real blood, gushing out of him in the air, burning with golden-red flames. With each drop of blood he lost, his figure became increasingly unable to hold on.
The red bow in his hand trembled uncontrollably, as if the arrow had completely drained its strength and energy, and even its color had dimmed instantly.
The backlash from killing the Great Luo Golden Immortal caused her bow to emit a slight crackling sound. Upon closer inspection, fine cracks appeared on the bow!
"A-Tong! A-Tong! Your Highness, don't scare me! How are you? A-Tong, please say something!"
The fox trembled with fear, dragging the two demons along as they stumbled forward, but the prince's fiery aura created a terrifying barrier that they dared not step into.
The young prince paid them no attention whatsoever. He swallowed the metallic taste in his throat and clutched the bow in his hands in a panic: "Tong? Tong!"
The bow gave him no response; instead, its breath grew weaker and weaker.
His face was deathly pale, and his body trembled violently. He gritted his teeth and slashed his right wrist artery with his fingers like a knife, causing blood to gush out. He then leaned forward and used the blood to irrigate the crack.
The red bow was completely unconscious, instinctively and greedily sucking up the powerful essence blood, and the crack gradually stopped widening.
Jinwu's body became increasingly ethereal and weak, but his expression was resolute, clearly showing no regret. He even enlarged the wound, wanting the blood to flow out faster.
The three demons covered their mouths tightly, tears streaming down their faces: "A-Tong, A-Tong, wake up! A-Tong—don't die, don't scare me..."
"Your Highness, take A-Tong back to Heaven first. You two won't be able to handle this!"
"What should I do? What should I do?!"
Her voice was trembling with fear and a sob.
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