Whoosh!!
In the void, countless raindrops suddenly began converging toward Yi Tianxing's hand. Rain from all directions surged in, bound by some mysterious force, as though magnetized. The sight was eerie—his hand seemed to have an irresistible pull, like a divine magnet.
The raindrops didn't resist. Instead, they eagerly flew toward his hand, like children reuniting with their mother.
Water God Life Orifice — Water Control!!
The Water God Life Orifice in Yi Tianxing's body had been cultivated to the extreme, making him a supreme water deity of heaven and earth. He could command all waters of the world. As long as there was water, he reigned like a god, invincible. Water control was just the most basic divine ability, performed with effortless instinct. With a single thought, all the poisonous rain in the surrounding area rushed toward him.
Swish!!
As the toxic rain gathered in his palm, Yi Tianxing had no intention of touching the poison directly. A tower tip segment appeared in his hand. From its tip emanated a powerful devouring force, like a bottomless pit, sucking in every last drop of poisonous rain. Even deadly toxins, once absorbed into the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, were instantly refined within its chaotic furnace, transforming into pure Chaotic Qi.
Whether water or poison, or any material under heaven and earth—In chaos, all can be returned to origin, reforged into Chaotic Qi.Ordinary water yielded little, but poison was different. Poison, as a force, held high-grade energy, producing a respectable amount of Chaotic Qi.
Of course, the total wasn't massive, but—"Even a mosquito is still meat."Every drop mattered.
From the outside, it appeared as though the falling rain vanished into Yi Tianxing's hand like a tidal current. Not even the torrential downpour could reach the ground. Instead, a sinister vortex formed mid-air, swallowing everything.
Even more bizarrely, the suction force extended toward the rain clouds themselves, drawing them in. The pitch-black clouds rapidly approached Yi Tianxing, as if the entire sky was collapsing on him—oppressive and fear-inducing.
Even the clouds fell under the Water God Orifice's control.
The entire rain cloud was sucked into his palm, into the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower.
At that moment, Yi Tianxing stood among the clouds like a true deity, exuding awe-inspiring majesty.
"The sky cleared."
Wang Dahu looked up. With the rain clouds swallowed, brilliant sunlight streamed down, bathing the land in warmth.
"There's someone in the sky."
A flicker of light flashed in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes. As the clouds dissipated, three strange figures appeared in the sky. They wore animal skins and looked monstrous.
Their physiques were similar to humans, but lean and hunched, with oversized heads and twisted postures as if meant to crawl. Their faces were grotesque, covered in green hair, with eyes full of malice.
They looked like primitive ape-men not fully evolved. Most disturbingly, each had a scorpion-like tail, entirely emerald green and gleaming with poison.
They stood mid-air—an ability only those in the Life Orifice Realm could possess, having opened orifices connected to the heavens and earth, allowing them to traverse the void.
"Poison Spirit Tribe."
Yi Tianxing immediately recognized them.
A terrifying race said to be born of poison, their entire bodies toxic and lethal. In poisonous lands, they reproduced rapidly—more ferocious than pigs, birthing litters of seven or eight at a time. Though most didn't survive, those who did were naturally poisonous.
Their upbringing was ghastly.
At birth, Poison Spirit Tribe infants were kept for only one month before being thrown into toxic wastelands—filled with poisonous herbs, residue, venom pools. It was a trial by poison and survival.
There was no parental care—Parents did not know their children, nor children their parents. The tribe knew no affection.In their blood flowed only poison, their very nature was venomous and cold.
In the wastelands, infants survived by eating toxic plants, drugs, insects—anything edible. Many died; those who didn't, would eat the dead.
Only those who grew up in this way were acknowledged as true Poison Spirit Tribe members—cold, cruel, and masters of poison.
They had no concept of monogamy, mating freely and indiscriminately. This twisted social structure bred the deadliest poison masters.
Such individuals could turn thousands of miles into toxic death zones with ease.
Yi Tianxing felt a chill of dread.
Wherever this race appeared, they brought overwhelming destruction. If they released poison in a large-scale war, few could withstand it.
With a flash of light, the Meteor Bow appeared in Yi Tianxing's hands.
Three white bone war arrows were nocked.
Draw, aim, release!!
Power surged like a tide. True Qi and arrow intent poured into the arrows.In one fluid motion—Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Speed!The arrows flew at indescribable velocity.
The Meteor Bow, upgraded alongside the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, had reached the Profound Grade. At Yellow Grade One, drawing it required 10,000 catties of strength. At Yellow Grade Nine, at least 90,000 catties. Now at Profound Grade, fully drawing it required over 100,000 catties.The released arrows packed immense power, faster than the eye could track.
Splat! Splat! Splat!
Three crisp sounds of flesh tearing.
Three green blood splashes burst in mid-air.The Poison Spirit Tribe warriors were pierced through the heart, their chests exploding into gory holes.The arrow intent rampaged through their bodies, crushing their souls.
A single draw—three kills.This was a feat beyond ordinary archers, requiring immense skill in control, vision, and calculation. Few could manage it.
Only top-tier archers could achieve this.Others would miss entirely.
Swish!!
Even the blood of the slain Poison Spirit warriors corroded the earth, leaving death and lifelessness wherever it landed. The scene was horrifying.
These were walking toxins.
With a wave, Yi Tianxing stored the corpses inside his Heavenly Emperor Tower, sealed but not refined. Such toxic bodies might be useful in the future.
From dispersing the toxic clouds to loosing his arrows, only a few breaths had passed. All was over in an instant. The slaughter was like killing chickens.
Many foreign races watching gasped in horror.
These weren't common enemies. These were Life Orifice Realm Poison Masters—difficult adversaries.
Yet they were killed instantly by arrows.
That kind of archery was terrifying.To many watching, it felt like death itself was watching them.
A bone-deep chill ran through them.
The arrows were too fast. Too ruthless. Utterly overwhelming.And within them—was true arrow intent.