"Wang Xu..."
Yi muttered the name absently.
Feeling a fleeting haze over his heart, as if countless images surged into his mind, yet seemed shrouded by a faint mist, obscuring his view.
His heart welled with emotions.
He couldn't help but look again at the figure in the green robe seated beside the Golden Crow.
Then he was taken aback.
He saw nine streams of golden light suddenly flying in from the chaos, interspersed with crimson hues, landing in the hands of that green-robed figure.
Transforming into nine rapidly spinning miniature phantoms of the Three-legged Golden Crow.
There were also crimson arrows embedded in the shadows of these golden crows.
"Divine Arrow?!"
Yi's face registered shock.
The green-robed figure seemed to sense his thoughts and smiled faintly.
"Come over here!"
This voice seemed to carry endless mystical allure.
Causing Yi to float over involuntarily.
Once he was near, Yi finally saw the appearance of the green-robed figure clearly.
