Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

"I won’t even need my hands or feet."

Those simple seven words landed in the ears of the crowd, crystal clear.

Arrogance!

Utterly baseless arrogance!

Who was Zuo Qing?

He was ranked one hundredth on the Inner Sect’s Celestial Pride List, a top expert at the formidable Heavenly Destiny Realm Fifth Stage.

And Jiang Chen was claiming he wouldn’t need his hands or feet to fight him?

This was an absolute insult!

Zuo Qing’s face paled and flushed in turns, a vein twitching on his forehead. The fury in his heart blazed like an erupting volcano, and his eyes pulsed with a bone-chilling light, looking as if they could devour a man whole. "What a piece of work you are, Jiang Chen. Truly arrogant. You won’t use your hands or feet? We’ll see if you can still be so cocky when I’m grinding you under my boot!"

BUZZ!

He slapped the nock of his Golden Longbow with one hand, sending it flying into the air. His body shot upward in a flash, and he seized the longbow in mid-flight.

He drew the string in mid-air, bending the bow into a perfect arc, like a full moon hanging in the sky.

Streams of True Essence Light danced like nimble sprites along Zuo Qing’s arm before converging on the Golden Longbow, coalescing into a single cyan arrow.

The arrow shimmered with a brilliant light, as if it could shoot down the sun itself!

"Star-Breaking Arrow!" Zuo Qing barked.

TWANG—

He released his fingers, and the arrow shot forth.

The moment the cyan arrow left the bow, it began to spin rapidly in mid-air. Its six-pointed head whipped up a cyan gale as it rotated. The gale clung to the arrow, expanding until it was as thick as a water bucket, trailing a windy tail dozens of meters long as it charged toward Jiang Chen.

This was the *Star Arrow Technique*, an Earth Tier Advanced Arrow Skill. Legend told of an ancient master who once used this very technique with a Divine Longbow to shoot stars from the Celestial Vault.

The arrow flew with incredible speed.

In an instant, it was upon Jiang Chen.

The howling gales whipped Jiang Chen’s robes into a frenzy and sent his long hair flying. The wind was so strong it even distorted the muscles on his face.

However, Jiang Chen remained as still as if his feet were rooted to the ground, his hands still clasped behind his back.

A brilliant light shone from his eyes.

The corners of his mouth curved into a confident smirk. He suddenly bent his knees, then powerfully kicked off the ground.

Jiang Chen’s whole body shot upward like a projectile.

He was charging, with his mortal flesh, right into that deadly arrow.

’Is he trying to kill himself?’

Watching Jiang Chen charge against the heavens with his mortal body, rushing toward that furious arrow, that one question surfaced in everyone’s mind.

A look of astonishment crossed Zuo Qing’s face. ’That idiot. Is he looking to die?’

But in the next second, they understood why Jiang Chen had done it!

Jiang Chen was so fast that in the blink of an eye, he collided violently with the terrifyingly powerful arrow.

BOOM—

As the cyan arrow collided with Jiang Chen, the gale was the first thing to slam into his body.

A dark golden light flickered around Jiang Chen, causing the cyan gale to dissipate the very instant it touched him.

Terrifying blades of wind shot out in all directions.

Only after the gale vanished did the cyan arrow finally make contact with Jiang Chen!

CLANG—

The sharp, six-pointed arrowhead struck Jiang Chen’s chest directly, erupting in a blinding shower of sparks that forced people to shut their eyes. Immediately after, cracks began to spiderweb across the cyan arrow, starting from its head. A continuous CRACKLE CRACKLE sound echoed as the fissures spread down the entire shaft.

The arrow continued to push forward, but it was like mud hitting an iron plate; it just kept disintegrating.

Specks of cyan light scattered and fell.

The cyan arrow vanished into nothingness!

As for Jiang Chen, besides a large hole blasted in his chest clothing—revealing a well-built torso that seemed forged from dark gold metal—there wasn’t even a white mark on his skin!

Completely unscathed!

"HISS—"

Before Cuiwei Pavilion, hundreds of thousands of people sucked in a sharp breath, a chill running down every spine.

Even Yanm Tianjue’s eyes were wide with shock. "H-How is this possible? Zuo Qing’s Star-Breaking Arrow could shatter a mountain, but... Could Jiang Chen be a member of the Dragon Race?"

But no one was more shocked than Zuo Qing!

’This is impossible! My Star-Breaking Arrow was just...broken?’ Zuo Qing’s face was a mask of horror.

Jiang Chen hovered in mid-air, hands still clasped behind his back. The faint, placid smile on his lips was the most gut-wrenching mockery in the world.

It made Zuo Qing’s face drain of all color, a terrible sight to behold.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Jiang Chen, his killing intent flaring. "I don’t believe it! It’s impossible for anyone to block my arrow with their physical body. Jiang Chen, just die! Meteor Arrow!"

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

He nocked arrow after arrow, loosing them in a rapid volley.

Zuo Qing’s hands became a blur, loosing a stream of deadly arrows. Hundreds of them, each trailing a terrifying gale, formed a curtain of projectiles that blotted out the sun. It was like a meteor shower falling from the Celestial Vault. The whistle of arrows cutting through the air and the thrum of the bowstring wove together into a symphony of destruction.

Facing the sky-blotting storm of arrows, Jiang Chen showed no fear. He remained hovering in the air, directly confronting the terrifying tempest of projectiles.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—

One after another, the arrows slammed into his body, relentless as the waves of a great river, each one stronger than the last!

But to Zuo Qing’s despair, this seemingly destructive storm of arrows was as fragile as tofu when it struck Jiang Chen’s body, which seemed forged from steel.

The arrows shattered one by one.

Exploding against Jiang Chen’s body.

They couldn’t move him an inch!

"I don’t believe it! I’ll kill you! Die for me...!"

Zuo Qing’s eyes were crimson. Behind him, a tricolor Strong Bow Martial Soul—wreathed in white, green, and black light—materialized.

This Strong Bow Martial Soul was ten meters tall, and its bowstring was a living Cyan Dragon.

The moment it appeared, the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding world turned violent.

Killing intent flooded Zuo Qing’s face. He manifested a giant hand of True Essence to grip the Strong Bow Martial Soul. His other hand, also enlarged and shrouded in True Essence, seized the Cyan Dragon Bowstring. With a mighty roar, his arms swelled, bursting his sleeves to shreds.

The veins on his arms bulged, terrifying as coiling dragons, as he poured destructive power into the Strong Bow Martial Soul.

"This is my strongest arrow. It will be your last!" Zuo Qing snarled through clenched teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. With a furious roar, he drew the bowstring taut.

VMMMM—

The violent Spiritual Qi of the heavens and earth suddenly converged on the Strong Bow Martial Soul before Zuo Qing. The turbulent energy coalesced into a colossal arrow, over thirty meters long and as thick as a water bucket!

Mystical runes flowed across the arrow’s surface, radiating an aura of annihilation!

"DRAGON... SLAYING... ARROW—FIRE!"

Zuo Qing roared, his face a mask of savagery. The Cyan Dragon Bowstring shuddered, and the massive, bucket-thick arrow formed entirely of Spiritual Qi shot forth like an untamed stallion.

WHOOSH—

A gale howled, and the world trembled.

As the arrow plummeted from the sky, the sheer force of the wind it generated crushed numerous courtyards within Cuiwei Pavilion.

Buildings collapsed. Many Outer Sect Disciples trembled in fear. The stone tiles on the ground were pulverized, and dust billowed into the air.

The arrow struck Jiang Chen directly.

The terrifying projectile completely enveloped him.

RUMBLE—

The roar was as deafening as the tolling of a great bell at dusk and dawn.

Jiang Chen’s figure disappeared within the arrow’s light.

A look of ecstatic joy spread across Zuo Qing’s pale face. ’It’s finally over!’

’Is Jiang Chen... dead?’

’He was too arrogant, not using his hands or feet. That was basically suicide!’

Just as everyone was certain of Jiang Chen’s demise, the cyan arrow suddenly exploded with a BOOM! Spiritual Qi dissipated, shooting out in all directions. At the center of the destructive storm, Jiang Chen’s robes billowed. A dark golden light pulsed around him, and his hair whipped about wildly, but he didn’t have a single scratch on him.

"H-How is that possible?"

"Even an arrow that terrifying couldn’t kill him?"

"Just how strong is that guy’s physical body?"

Everyone stared in horror, crying out in alarm.

Zuo Qing’s expression changed drastically. He had lost all will to fight and turned to flee.

However... just as he turned, a shout like the toll of a great bell boomed from behind him, exploding in his ears like thunder: "DIE!!!"

A single, simple word: Die!

It was like an invisible sledgehammer smashing into Zuo Qing’s very soul. He shuddered violently, and his vision blurred. His momentum carried his body forward, and he stumbled toward Yanm Tianjue. Yanm Tianjue’s expression changed as he quickly caught Zuo Qing, shaking him. "Zuo Qing! Zuo Qing, are you all right?"

But Zuo Qing didn’t react at all.

Yanm Tianjue was startled. He realized the Zuo Qing in his arms showed no signs of life. He looked down, and his face contorted in horror.

Zuo Qing’s face was ashen, and a greenish liquid was trickling from his seven orifices.

It was bile!

Jiang Chen’s shout had literally scared Zuo Qing’s gallbladder into bursting.

Shattering a gallbladder with a single shout—killing without a trace!

At that moment, before Cuiwei Pavilion, hundreds of thousands of people were utterly, profoundly terrified...