Just like how Zhao Gongming couldn't find the Western Sage, the Western Sage also couldn't find Zhao Gongming who was hiding in the dark.
These two were like thieves, secretly following behind Hou Yi and heading north.
The Three-legged Golden Crow was famous for its speed in the Wilderness. Even the underage Jin Wu could not catch up with its speed.
However, when someone decided to start a war between the liches and demons, the fate of these little Golden Crows was already decided.
No matter how fast they were, they were destined to not be able to escape Hou Yi's grasp.
The two sides chased each other. After running for tens of millions of kilometers, the ten little Golden Crows finally managed to temporarily shake off Hou Yi.
Just as the ten baby Jinuos were feeling smug about being able to shake off Hou Yi, a sudden change occurred.
A pair of invisible hands appeared out of thin air and stirred the heavenly secrets, sending them into a fog array.
Zhao Gongming, who had followed them, looked at a place a million miles away.
There, he could sense the faint fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao laws. Clearly, someone was using the Heavenly Dao laws to cast some kind of divine power.
The fluctuation of the Heavenly Dao Law was very weak. It appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly. If he hadn't paid attention, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.
Most importantly, all traces of the Heavenly Dao laws that appeared were also erased in a short period of time.
To be able to use the Heavenly Dao Law and erase the traces left behind by the Heavenly Dao Law was not something that an ordinary Quasi-Sage could do.
It was obvious that the person who used the Heavenly Dao was the Western Sage.
"I wonder if it will be Zhunti or Jieyin who will come this time.”Zhao Gongming muttered to himself.
If it was the original body of a Saint, Zhao Gongming would not hesitate to turn around and leave. However, it was the clone of a Saint, and it was the clone of two Saints from the west. He was not afraid.
After Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones became Saints, the two Western Sages had to make dozens of grand wishes in order to become Saints. They had to borrow a huge amount of merit from the Heavenly Axiom to become Saints.
Everyone said that when Goddess Nvywa became a Saint, she had only killed one corpse, so her cultivation should be the weakest. However, in Zhao Gongming's opinion, that was not the case.
Whether it was in terms of luck or merit, Nüwa was stronger than the two Western Sages.
Many people thought that Nüwa was weak because she had never fought anyone before. On the other hand, the two Western Sages had done many earth-shattering things.
However, other than the battle of the Gods Investiture, these two Western Saints had never fought with other Saints.
Even if they were the gods and the saints of the west, they were nothing more than two bystanders.
In the past, the two shameless Saints had killed Quasi-Sages or Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.
It was because these two Western Saints had easily killed their opponents several times that people had misled them into thinking that they were very strong.
As for who was stronger and who was weaker, that was unknown.
Hiding in the dark, Zhao Gongming didn't use his divine senses to investigate the place where the Western Sage was hiding. Instead, he stared at the ten little Golden Crows in the sky.
The Western Sage mobilized the rules of the Heavenly Dao and set up a maze, making these little Golden Crows, who had already escaped into the sky, spin on the spot.
That way, Hou Yi, who had lost him, would be able to catch up in no time.
When Hou Yi drew his bow and shot the nine baby Golden Crows, the baby Golden Crows would fall to Mount Tang.
As expected, not long after, Hou Yi flew over with his physical body.
When he saw the little Golden Crow spinning in the air, he was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted.
No matter why these little Golden Crows were like this, since he had chased after these beasts, he would not let them off.
In the blink of an eye, Hou Yi raised the Numinous Treasure Bow in his hand and took out a Numinous Treasure Arrow from behind him. He pulled the bow and nocked the arrow.
Whoosh.
The sharp arrow flew out of the bowstring with a force of ten thousand jun and tore through the air.
The air in this part of the world shook, and faint energy fluctuations spread out.
Zhao Gongming watched coldly from the side and had no intention of saving these Jinwu.
The Sorcerer Tribe was good at fighting, while the Demon Tribe was cunning, especially the Three-legged Golden Crow Tribe. They were filled with evil thoughts and none of them were good.
Although these princes were still young, they were just as arrogant as their father.
The arrow tore through the void and arrived in an instant.
Then, Zhao Gongming heard a wail. A baby Golden Crow couldn't dodge in time and was pierced by the arrow.
The huge body that was burning with the fire of the sun fell from the sky with balls of fire.
The other nine Golden Crows panicked when they saw their brother being killed.
They screamed and fled in all directions, wanting to escape back to the Sun Star. Unfortunately, everything they did was in vain.
On the Great Chessboard of the Untainted Land, all living beings, including Quasi-Sages, Sages, and even Hongjun, were chess pieces of the Heavenly Dao.
Back then, why was there the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribulation?
Wasn't it because the Heavenly Dao wanted to perfect itself and needed a large amount of nutrients?
Countless dragons, phoenixes, and qilins had fallen. Their blood and souls had become nutrients for the growth of the Primordial World and the Primordial Way of Heaven.
And now, the Witchcraft Demon Tribulation was also deliberately created by the Heavenly Dao to perfect itself.
The destiny was already decided. Without vindication and transcendence, no one could escape the fate set by the Heavenly Dao.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Hou Yi stepped on the ground and tilted his body. The Numinous Treasure Bow was pulled into a full moon under his tyrannical strength.
The three spirit treasure arrows shot out at the same time, heading straight for the three small suns in the sky.
Heaven and earth wailed as three more baby Golden Crows were pierced through by the sharp arrows, falling down along with the blazing sun.
When the first Golden Crow fell, Zhao Gongming had already disappeared from his hiding place and was moving towards the direction where the other Golden Crows had fallen.
If that legend was true, then that place must be the legendary Mount Tang.
As for whether that person was really there, he would know once he went.
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