The Demon with Holy Radiance-Chapter 192 - 176: The Sun that Fell on the Plain! Another Use for the Bow Lady

"Why don't you take a look at the crap you've been feeding me all this time?"

The Bow Lady's voice was tight, as if she were gritting her teeth.

Her words jogged Yang An's memory. It was true. Aside from that one time the container-teleportation went awry, forcing the Bow Lady to devour the souls of many mutated mortals, she really hadn't eaten anything decent.

Let alone a Cultivator with memories.

"Well, you have to tell me! How was I supposed to know you could do that if you didn't say anything?

But let's not get bogged down by that. What did you find in the memories? Spill it!"

Yang An gave an awkward smile.

He was more interested in whether the soul the Bow Lady had devoured contained a Cultivation Method for Body Refining, or something similar.

The Bow Lady was just venting and wasn't truly angry. After collecting her thoughts for a moment, she replied to Yang An.

"Most of it is just miscellaneous junk. A disgusting, jumbled mess. There's also some memory of his Cultivation Technique practice. If you want, I can feed you that part of his memory directly. Also... you're in deep trouble!"

"What kind of trouble?" Yang An asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.

He thought of the Golden Soul Sect. Any group that could use a Magical Artifact to connect two locations was clearly no simple organization.

But since that man had tried to capture them for no reason, he had no choice but to fight back.

Now that he had killed the man, the only thing he could think of was the Golden Soul Sect.

"The man you killed was from the Golden Soul Sect. He was a State Lord, and the Golden Soul Sect is the number one power in the entire Fusheng Domain!"

"..."

"Are you sure it's the *number one* power in the Fusheng Domain? Not just *a* major power?"

Yang An asked, putting heavy emphasis on the words "number one."

"If you ask me, you'd better start running if you don't want to die."

"..."

Hearing the Bow Lady's words, the gravity of the situation hit Yang An.

He'd killed a man from the Golden Soul Sect in self-defense, and in doing so, had inexplicably made an enemy of them.

A surge of anger rose within him.

He had to run, that much was certain. But he also had to get his revenge!

That Yellow Dragon Daoist had to die!

"Senior Brother!"

Wen Yin and Zhou Quan walked over. To avoid getting caught in the crossfire, they had run a great distance away and only dared to approach after the battle ended. They hadn't even deactivated their Techniques until they were sure it was safe.

They never would have imagined it. The man had been so powerful; just moments ago, they were worried their Senior Brother might not be his match. And yet, he'd been killed in a flash.

Their Senior Brother's power was immense! It was strong to a degree they couldn't possibly fathom!

"We're in trouble. The Life Crane Sect is in huge trouble. That man was from the Golden Soul Sect!"

Yang An said with a dark expression, then explained the Golden Soul Sect's standing within the Fusheng Domain.

'Yes, the *Life Crane Sect* is in big trouble,' he thought. 'This isn't just my problem. I can't be the only one to shoulder this.'

Upon hearing Yang An's words, the color drained from Wen Yin and Zhou Quan's faces.

"Then we have to get out of here, quickly!"

If they didn't flee immediately, the three of them wouldn't be able to take a single step without being hunted down.

Yang An nodded.

"Of course we have to run. But before that, we can't just let the one who schemed against our Life Crane Sect get away with it!"

"But..."

Wen Yin started to speak, but trailed off.

They were already very far from the plain where they had first entered the Outer Continent—at least several thousand meters.

If they were to run back for revenge now, setting aside the problem of how to lure the Yellow Dragon Daoist out if he hid in that putrid lake...

...the round trip alone would waste a significant amount of time.

Seeking revenge was clearly not a wise decision.

But the decision came from her Senior Brother. And right now, if there was anyone Wen Yin trusted completely, it was him. So she didn't object.

'If Senior Brother wants to do this, he must have his reasons.'

A cold smile appeared on Yang An's face as he smoothly unslung the Bow Lady from his back.

"Give me two breaths. I'll settle this score first."

Two breaths?!!

Wen Yin and Zhou Quan were both stunned. Even though they saw the Longbow in Yang An's hand, they were still skeptical.

'Can he really kill an Evil Demon hiding in a lake thousands of meters away in just two breaths?'

Paying no mind to their reactions, Yang An flew up into the air, treading on the void. He looked toward the plain they had come from and drew his bow until it was like a full moon.

A flash of Golden Radiance appeared, followed by a torrent of brilliant light pouring into the bow. The Celestial Gnomon Light also merged with it, instantly forming a dazzling long arrow that distorted the very light around it.

But that wasn't enough!

'He needed to guarantee a one-hit kill!'

Several streams of Golden Radiance surged into Yang An's chest and abdomen, and a wave of intense pain washed over him. The arrow in his hand instantly flared with blinding light.

"Bow Lady, triple the power!"

FWOOSH!

The arrow's tail left a brilliant, several-meter-long trail of fire. Yang An was confident that not even the man from the Golden Soul Sect could have survived this shot.

Yang An glared fiercely in the direction of the plain. Although mountains and rocks blocked his view, the Bow Lady had already locked onto the Yellow Dragon Daoist's aura.

'No mountain, no matter how thick, could block this!'

'Die!'

The long arrow vanished from Yang An's hand. In the blink of an eye, it was gone without a trace. A sharp sound of tearing air followed a moment later, but the arrow was long gone, moving faster than even Yang An's own senses could follow.

「Meanwhile.」

The Yellow Dragon Daoist had already returned to the plain. While fleeing and burrowing underground, his shattered body had gradually recovered. However, too many of his arms had been destroyed, and he would have to replace them later.

'In any case, there were plenty of mortals in this place who worshipped him. Arms were something he could take as he pleased.'

What pained him most, however, was the Flood Dragon's corpse he had been forced to leave behind. His losses this time were far too great.

If that man from the Golden Soul Sect hadn't shown up, he would have long since skinned those brats alive.

But it was fine. He had escaped safely and preserved his life.

'Let them have their dog-eat-dog fight!'

The Yellow Dragon Daoist quickly entered the putrid lake from underground, ensuring the mortals still waiting on the plain didn't see his pathetic state.

Immediately, a great wave rose from the lake, churning up a froth of white bubbles.

The Yellow Dragon Daoist's figure reappeared above the lake's surface. He looked down upon the mortals below as if he had just won a great victory, displaying his divine might.

"The Yellow Dragon Immortal! The Immortal has shown himself!"

As soon as the Yellow Dragon Daoist appeared, fanatical cheers once again erupted from the mortals on the plain.

The Immortal's appearance meant that all unexpected problems had been resolved. In their hearts, the Yellow Dragon Immortal was the most powerful god!

The Yellow Dragon Daoist basked in the reverence and worship of the countless mortals. Despite his face being streaked with the yellow water and his body covered in filth, a smile spread across his lips.

He truly felt as if he possessed the supreme authority to rule over all living things. It was an intoxicating feeling from which he couldn't break free.

"Bring forth the offerings, and you all..."

The being who was an immortal god in the eyes of mortals began to speak slowly, his voice falling upon their ears like the boundless might of heaven, forcing them to bow their heads and prostrate themselves.

But what no one expected was that he only got halfway through his sentence before stopping abruptly.

A burst of light erupted from the Yellow Dragon Daoist's head. He didn't even have time to react; a look of terror had just appeared on his face before his entire body was engulfed by the light.

The brilliant radiance was like a sun suddenly appearing over the plain. It expanded at incredible speed, instantly swallowing the entire stinking lake and vaporizing all of the yellow water.

The scene was like the true descent of heavenly might, an apocalyptic event!

The mortals, kneeling thousands of meters away, stared in stunned silence. Their eyes were instantly blinded, and they could see nothing.

It's unknown who shouted it first, but a cry of "Run!" rang out.

Countless people scrambled to their feet in a panic and sprinted back the way they came, abandoning everything in a state of chaos.

Everyone feared that if they ran too slowly, they too would die under the wrath of heaven.

The sun itself had fallen from the sky.

The god they worshipped... was gone!

Thousands of meters away, a dazzling light suddenly rose from the distant horizon, piercing through the gloomy sky.

Yang An, completely satisfied, slung the Bow Lady back over his shoulder.

'Revenge is served. Time to go!'

"Let's go!"

Landing back on the ground, Yang An said to Wen Yin and Zhou Quan.

"???"

'It's over already?'

The two were bewildered. 'Did Senior Brother give up?' 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Then, a wave of force, still powerful despite traveling thousands of meters, washed over them. It carried a foul stench, like something disgusting being boiled in water, and was accompanied by a searing wave of heat.

Zhou Quan's body suddenly trembled, and he began to shake uncontrollably. The blood-red markings on his face abruptly turned into a shadow that shrouded half his features.

THUD!

But before any other changes could occur, a single slap sent him sprawling to the ground, unconscious.

Yang An retracted his hand, his brow furrowed.

'The price is starting to take its toll on him.'

He looked over at Wen Yin. The black shadow covering her body was also beginning to lose control. The blood vessels in her eyes started to swell, and her face contorted as if she, too, was about to be overcome by the price.

"How are you?"

Yang An asked.

Wen Yin's voice trembled slightly, and a pained look crossed her face.

"The price is suppressed as well, but it's still within my limits."

Her Cultivation Level was at the Visceral Stone realm. As long as she didn't lose her mind, she could endure it.

"Good! There's no time to lose. We need to go!"

Yang An nodded, a sudden understanding dawning on him.

'If the price is also suppressed, but pure Physical Power isn't, then in the Outer Continent, practicing this kind of Cultivation Technique or a Body Refining Method really is the best choice.'

'Low price, high combat power.'

Unfortunately, if he wanted to try it, he would have to wait until after they left this place. Time was tight, and ensuring his own safety was the top priority.

Fortunately, the Bow Lady had devoured the man's soul and obtained most of his memories, so there was no need to find other ways to get information for now.

It seemed this trip had revealed another use for the Bow Lady.

For example... navigation!

"Bow Lady, where are we now? How do we get out of the Fusheng Domain and head to the Treasure Temple Domain?"