I Am the Fated Villain-Chapter 1119 - 480: The power of the sun-shooting bow, the ninth prince of the demon court was killed by this arrow

Chapter 1480: The power of the sun-shooting bow, the ninth prince of the demon court was killed by this arrow

The mighty army of the Monster Race surged forth, responding to the call of the demon-gathering whistle as they swept across the Longling Ancient Region. The sheer momentum of tens of thousands of demonic soldiers was astonishing. Among them stood several great demon generals at the level of immortal emperors, towering like ancient shadows within the monstrous mist. Their cold, unfeeling eyes scanned the battlefield, and with a mere raise of their palms, the very sky erupted into chaos.

Blood-red lightning chains intertwined in the void, raining down with devastating force. Ancient life stars were struck one after another, disappearing in an instant as all living beings were obliterated, leaving behind only echoes of tragic wails.

Terrifying hands, colossal and menacing, descended from the sky, easily piercing through the barriers of the universe. Continents crumbled beneath their weight, and the land cracked, turning to ashes in their wake.

The Heavenly General’s expression darkened as he watched the destruction unfold. Having rushed to the scene alone without an army at his back, he found himself powerless to intervene. Di Kun had his sights set on him, ensuring that he would not be able to free his hands to assist in the defense.

Without exchanging too many words, the two combatants engaged in a fierce battle, and the aftermath of their clash was far more terrifying than those witnessed in other lands. As they fought, Dao energies flickered and vanished between their palms, giving rise to a cycle of creation and destruction. Each thought they had brought forth unfolded the four seasons of reincarnation and the ebb and flow of day and night, with myriad pathways shifting in an instant.

The air around them shattered, spilling forth chaotic energy that exploded like the primordial force that coursed through the universe at its inception. Ordinary observers struggled to comprehend their battle; it seemed as if they had transcended the physical realm, penetrating the very fabric of the universe and breaking through the constraints of time and space. Their real bodies fought within the long river of time, their blurred silhouettes flickering through ancient eras.

The fluctuations from their confrontation resonated across all heavens, echoing through the ancient epochs of Xi Yuan civilization. In the distant reaches of the cosmos, countless cultivators and creatures trembled at the overwhelming power they sensed. Immeasurable light erupted at the edge of the universe, momentarily illuminating the sky in a dazzling display before it was pierced by their terrifying strikes, sending shockwaves that could be felt from countless distances away.

It had been ages since anyone had witnessed a confrontation between Dao Realm existences, especially between such formidable beings.

Ordinary cultivators could only sense the tremors shaking the universe, unable to perceive the intricate fluctuations of the battle. Only those with a sufficiently high level of cultivation could faintly feel the residual aura of the conflict, as the presence of Dao Realm beings transcended the ordinary world. The battlefield itself lay in a void outside the confines of reality, where neither laws nor order held sway—a truly lawless and unfettered domain.

In Xuan Luo City, the Chu clan fought desperately against the onslaught of the monster army. Many of them were still in the dark about the events that had led to this sudden threat of genocide. They couldn’t comprehend why such catastrophic consequences had followed Patriarch Chu Bai’s slaying of a golden crow. For them, this was an unmitigated disaster, one that seemed almost impossible to resist.

The scene of battle was nothing short of tragic. The sound of the demon-gathering conch echoed ominously, creating ripples and chains that hung in the air, transforming the vast expanse into a breathtaking tableau reminiscent of a galaxy. The monster races, invigorated as if by a potent elixir, surged forward with blood-red eyes and a ferocious spirit, descending from the sky like a dark torrent.

Those who stood in their way—cultivators and creatures alike—were instantly obliterated, their forms reduced to blood mist that filled the sky. The antique-level figures of the Chu clan emerged, valiantly opposing the monstrous tide. Yet, their efforts proved futile; even a single monster general was more than capable of decimating them all.

Chu Bai was seriously injured, continuously coughing up blood. Although Di Kun had momentarily ceased his pursuit, three demon generals approached to subdue him. Each of these generals was a quasi-immortal emperor-level being; while they might not rival the great demon generals, their strength was still terrifying, capable of annihilating entire universes with a mere thought.

In his current state, there was no way Chu Bai could contend against such overwhelming numbers.

“Quite impressive,” one of the monster generals remarked coldly, his eyes flickering with malice. “Despite being merely an Immortal King, you’ve managed to endure for this long in my grasp.”

The other two demon generals shared the same indifferent demeanor, offering Chu Bai no reprieve. Suddenly, one of them unleashed a long whip, slicing through the air with lethal precision. The very fabric of the universe seemed to shatter in its wake as the immense power surged forth, intent on piercing Chu Bai’s body.

Whoosh!!!

At that moment, a brilliant and radiant arrow shot forth, colliding with the long whip and smashing it apart with a resounding bang. Chu Bai, drawing his bow, unleashed the arrow not far away, and the Sun-Shooting Bow glowed with a blinding light, its terrifying killing intent locking onto the demon general with unwavering precision.

He could no longer hold back and took out his Sun-Shooting Bow; if he didn’t, he knew he would undoubtedly meet his end that day.

“This bow…”

As Chu Bai activated the Sun-Shooting Bow, the three demon generals exchanged alarmed glances. They sensed a fluctuation that sent shivers down their spines, a resonance so extraordinary that it left them trembling in shock, as if they had encountered a weapon of unspeakable power.

Whoosh!!!

Despite coughing up blood, Chu Bai’s eyes were icy cold as he relentlessly drew his bow and unleashed arrow after arrow. Brilliant shafts of light pierced through the vast universe, illuminating the dark and deep sky. The boundless murderous intent seemed to wash away the past and present, emerging from the depths of time’s long river.

The heavenly generals locked in combat with Di Kun felt a jolt of genuine astonishment and couldn’t help but cast their gazes toward Chu Bai.

“Could it be that His Highness the Ninth Prince was killed by this bow?”

The three demon generals outside Xuan Luo City felt a chilling sensation wash over them, as if their very life force was locked onto, poised to be penetrated at any moment. A terrible realization surged within them: with this bow, Chu Bai had instilled in them a palpable sense of life-and-death threat.

In that moment, as Chu Bai wielded the bow and loosed the arrows, he appeared to be possessed by a murderous spirit. His expression remained indifferent, and a faint black mist swirled around his palms. The arrows of light, both stunning and terrifying, tore through the sky, obliterating all laws and orders in their wake.

The tide of battle had suddenly shifted. No one could have anticipated that Chu Bai would wield such a treasured weapon, turning the situation on its head.

Relying solely on the strength of the Immortal King Realm, it was unimaginable for Chu Bai to contend against the three quasi-immortal emperors of the Demon Race. Yet, the divine bow he wielded seemed to harbor boundless power. As long as Chu Bai had life in him, he could continue to shoot arrows without relent.

However, despite the intimidation that the bow invoked, a significant disparity in strength remained. The three monster generals might fear the bow, but they were not truly vulnerable to it.

Observing the unfolding scene from afar in Yu Xian Academy, Gu Changge pondered his next move. He had initially considered using the sun-shooting bow to see if it could bring down another prince from the demon court, hoping to prevent further complications in the ongoing conflict between Xian Chu and the demon court.

Yet, given Chu Bai’s current strength, it was clear that he could not hope to kill a Dao Realm existence that had endured through several Heavenly Declines. Even with the Sun-Shooting Bow’s extraordinary capabilities, it would be insufficient to achieve that goal.

Instead, such an attempt might only alert the Demon Race and other factions, leading them to suspect that the sun-shooting bow was part of a larger scheme, with unseen manipulations at play. Ultimately, the potential risks outweighed any benefits. With that realization, Gu Changge decided to abandon his original plan.