Above the islet, the Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel stood motionless, quietly drawing the Qi from Heaven and Earth to restore its consumed Mana.

The green-backed and white-toothed Dang Kang clung close by, its massive body trembling ceaselessly, its round bulging eyes filled with fear and confusion, as if saying: Aren't you afraid?

The Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel lightly snorted, its head held high, eyelids drooping, and its gaze full of disdain as it looked toward the Dang Kang.

"Senior Brother..."

Wen Zhong swallowed, whispering, "Why do I feel a bit dizzy?"

"Oh."

Yu Yuan seemed to recall something, seriously saying, "It must be the Plague Poison they've unleashed taking effect."

"Hm?"

Wen Zhong's expression changed slightly, about to say something, but suddenly felt the world spinning, stars bursting in front of his eyes, unable to support himself, he toppled forward.

Yu Yuan gathered him together with the two mounts into the Qiankun Ruyi Bag, then pulled out a grey-brown grass stalk, ignited it, and, annoyed, said, "Can you not handle this? Don't you know how to use poison? It took such a long time just to bring down someone who hasn't attained the Immortal Path... Who did you learn your Plague Poison Skill from?"

"..."

A group of grey-robed figures lurking in the shadows looked at each other, then turned their gazes unanimously toward one particularly slim grey-robed figure.

A black-robed figure whispered sharply, "What's going on? Didn't you say your Plague Poison could bring down even a Heavenly Immortal?"

The slim grey-robed figure answered with a sense of grievance, "That's what the person who gave me the Plague Poison said!"

"Strange."

Yu Yuan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, looking at them with some surprise, "You all really lack professionalism. Is this your first time engaging in such life-threatening business?"

"Who said that!"

The first grey-robed figure who had spoken was like a cat with its tail stepped on, shouting, "We do this sort of thing often... Forget it, let's just go for it directly and knock this guy down who looks down upon us!"

As he issued the order, dozens of figures wrapped in grey mist charged towards Yu Yuan from all directions.

A Mixed Gold Hammer appeared in Yu Yuan's hand, flung towards the approaching enemies.

"Boom—"

The Mixed Gold Hammer circled around him, massively powerful yet incredibly nimble, precisely hitting its targets with each strike.

Even when four or five grey-robed figures pounced simultaneously, the Mixed Gold Hammer zipped around in the blink of an eye, flinging them away.

Yu Yuan didn't need to lift a finger, as deafening sounds of impacts and screams erupted around him.

The Mixed Gold Hammer now possessed thirty-three Acquired Restrictions, a Top-grade Spiritual Treasure with greatly enhanced Spirit, capable of handling such minor skirmishes on its own.

In just a flicker, most of the grey-robed figures had been sent flying.

The remaining enemies finally realized they had picked the wrong opponent and started to flee in disarray.

But the Mixed Gold Hammer, having developed a taste for battle, gave chase, each blow still packing earth-shattering ferocity.

Those hit by the hammer suffered at the least broken bones and torn muscles, or at worst, were smashed back to their true forms, or reduced to a muddy mess.

Soon, all around the islet quieted down.

The Mixed Gold Hammer returned, whirling around Yu Yuan, as if showing off its "capabilities".

Yu Yuan squinted, surveying his surroundings, and with a light beckoning, the slim grey-robed figure uncontrollably moved before him.

This grey-robed figure was the least injured, merely having tried to absurdly block the Mixed Gold Hammer with his arms, resulting in both arms being broken to resemble a Nine-Section Whip.

Yu Yuan blew a breath, along with the toxin-laden smoke towards the grey-robed figure.

The grey mist shrouding the figure vanished instantly, revealing his true form.

Unexpectedly to Yu Yuan, the opponent was not 'human', but had tender Dragon Horns on his forehead like young deer antlers.

A Dragon Clan youth?

He waved his hand again, and the grey mist shrouding the other grey-robed figures also dissipated.

Inside were several other members of the Dragon Clan with horns on their heads, all appearing rather young in age.

Even those grey-robed figures that had been smashed back to their true forms were climate-affected sea creatures.

The Dragon Clan also wanted to get involved?

Where did they get the courage?!

It was not that Yu Yuan looked down on the Dragon Clan, but the present Dragon Clan was no longer the Primordial rulers of yore.

The Dragon Clan's overall situation was, in fact, quite awkward.

Despite having ancient Dragon Clan experts and wealth of the Four Seas, possessing countless treasures, they also constantly endured the suffering of karmic entanglements.

This was the punishment inflicted upon the Dragon Clan by the Heavenly Dao.

During that ancient Calamity, when the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans competed for the title of Primordial rulers, the boundless Primordial world was shattered, and countless creatures suffered miserably.

All three clans paid a steep price.

The pure-blooded Phoenix and Qilin Clans disappeared from the Primordial world, while the Dragon Clan bore an eternal karmic burden that could not be cleansed, rejected by the Primordial Heaven and Earth, making even reproduction extremely difficult.

And it was for these reasons that the Dragon Clan gradually withered and declined.

The glory of their past, filled with powerful experts, had long since faded.

Especially after the pressures from the Demon Court and the rise of the Human Race, the Dragon Clan's strength was weakened once more.

Their overall power was far surpassed by the rapidly developing Human Race.

Nowadays, it is less that the Dragon Clan owns the Four Seas and more that they are confined to the Four Seas, dreaming of their past dominance.

At this moment, the Dragon Clan youth was shivering uncontrollably, his eyes full of regret and fear.

How could this happen?

The person who had provided him with the Plague Poison had claimed that the one they ambushed was just a lowly skilled Top-grade Profound Immortal... He had been duped!

He realized he had made a fatal mistake!

Blindly trusting the so-called master, he headed towards failure.

He felt a stabbing pain from his broken arms, yet it was nothing compared to the regret in his heart that pained him even more.

The "Top-grade Profound Immortal" before him was terrifyingly strong!

He knew that his identity as a member of the Dragon Clan might not be of any use, and it might even bring more trouble to the Dragon Clan.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, he shouted without hesitation:

"Immortal, spare my life... It was someone else who ordered us to set up this ambush here!"

"You are quite sensible."

Yu Yuan raised an eyebrow, took a deep puff on the grass stick in his mouth, letting the toxic smoke fully absorb into his body before slowly exhaling it.

"Speak up, what's your name? Why have you set up an ambush here? Who gave you the Plague Poison...huh?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Yuan suddenly felt a premonition and instinctively extended his right hand in front of him.

In the next instant, a point of cold light silently sliced through the air, striking his palm precisely, piercing through his flesh without resistance, and then was firmly grasped by his clenched hand.

A scorching and terrible power immediately erupted from the arrow, shattering his flesh and bones, while a strange power corroded his Primordial Spirit.

[Hand, arm, Primordial Spirit injured: Qi-Blood+32327, Muscle and Bone+3353, Spirit+299, Willpower+168, Primordial Spirit Strength+2572...]

[Hand, arm, Primordial Spirit injured: Qi-Blood+22237, Muscle and Bone+3425, Spirit+216, Willpower+208, Primordial Spirit Strength+3125...]

Yu Yuan hadn't been injured like this for a long time.

It was a sharp arrow that had passed through his palm, with its tip pressing against the center of his forehead.

The arrow was pitch black throughout, even its feathers were black; the material it was crafted from was unknown, but it was incredibly sharp, able to penetrate even his physical body.

Moreover, it carried a terrifying power that aimed to exterminate the Primordial Spirit.

Had he not blocked it with his palm just now, this arrow would likely have pierced straight through his forehead.

This arrow held some significance.

It seemed to be the real ambush.

The grey-robed figures before were merely a distraction, allowing that man the opportunity to shoot this arrow.

Yu Yuan, curious in his heart, used his full vision to look in the direction from where the arrow had come.

On an island tens of thousands of miles away, a lofty man about ten feet tall was holding a red-hued giant bow.

He drew another Profound Black Treasure Arrow from the quiver on his back, pulled the bow as if drawing a full moon, and with a cold, murderous gaze, locked onto Yu Yuan.

More to come?

Yu Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

With one hand, he stuffed the young Dragon Clan member into the Qiankun Ruyi Bag, and his entire being turned into a ray of rainbow light, breaking through the 'Heaven and Earth Net' set by the grey-robed figures with effortless ease, heading toward the island tens of thousands of miles away.

In silence, another cold glint shot towards him.

This time, as if he couldn't dodge in time, Yu Yuan was struck by the arrow in the left shoulder.

He stumbled slightly, then continued to rush towards the island.

"Huh?"

On the island, the towering, mighty man was taken aback for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Was their target this formidable?

To remain standing even after two arrows!

Since he had picked up that Tong Bow on the Witch Demon battlefield and received the Profound Black Treasure Arrows from the Demon Saint, which could corrode Primordial Spirits, he had become an invincible god of death!

Even against the Great Witches of the Witch Clan, he could slay them!

"I want to see how tough you really are!"

The towering man sneered, reaching into his quiver for another Profound Black Treasure Arrow.

Tens of thousands of miles was but a few breaths' distance for beings of their caliber.

But during these brief moments, it was enough time for him to shoot all of his Profound Black Treasure Arrows.

These arrows were once used by the Great Yi of the Witch Clan to slay Taiyang birds and had been tempered by Taiyang Fire, imbued with the resentment and Evil Qi of the birds, and then refined by the Demon Saint, becoming the lethal weapon against Primordial Spirits.

The towering man was very confident in his archery.

Seeing Yu Yuan coming towards him, he didn't flee but continued to draw his bow and release the arrow.

As expected, the arrow still hit its target!

What surprised him, though, was that the target he was supposed to hunt merely swayed a bit and kept flying towards him.

"Die!"

The towering man roared as he launched the fourth arrow!

"This arrow will take your life!"

The fifth arrow!

"You go down!"

The sixth arrow!

...

The eighth arrow!

The ninth arrow!

"Could the Profound Black Treasure Arrows have lost their effect?"

The towering man held the tenth, which was also the last, Profound Black Treasure Arrow, but he hesitated to release it.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

The target had already been hit by nine arrows, why hadn't it fallen?

He took a deep look at the target now mere ten thousand miles away, suddenly put away his bow and arrow, and turned to escape.

However, in the next instant, a tall figure abruptly blocked his path.

The figure was pinned with no fewer than nine Profound Black Treasure Arrows, yet still brimming with energy, staring at him and said, "Don't rush to flee; leave the last arrow for me!"

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