Nine Yang wore Bright Armor draped in Five-Colored light. He drew his bow into the shape of a full moon, standing atop the Kunpeng, whose feathers were flared in fury and whose eyes crackled with lightning.
The captive Golden-haired Hou's fur looked as if it were cast from pure gold. Its head, resembling both a lion and a hound, wore a look of sheer terror.
To the spectating Cultivators and Demons, the scene unfolding before them felt like the rebirth of an ancient legend.
TWANG! The bowstring snapped, and the brilliant light of an arrow flared. Suddenly, a blinding burst of fire erupted between Yang Jing and the Golden-haired Hou. The Demon Emperor's clone had materialized directly in the arrow's path, utilizing Fire Escape to intercept the strike.
But the expected arrow was never loosed; it remained nocked on the bow. The sound of the snapping string had merely been an illusion forged by the Nine Illusion Mirage Demon Qi and the Five Aggregates Demon Qi.
