Chapter 4071 Silent Arrow

Chapter 4071 Silent Arrow

The Ghostly Crow Realm Master's figure shot inside the mirage, and he could tell that he was instantly stuck in an illusion as all he could see was a peaceful scenery of waterfalls, mountains, and cities. He would've been forced to believe that he was daydreaming, and even if he broke it, he would've returned to the outside.

But with the branch in his hand, he was able to maintain his sanity and get beyond the mirage.

*Whoosh!~*

He shot ahead and reached the space where he was able to see the tribulation taker with his ocular arts. It allowed him to see almost a hundred million kilometers ahead.

His pupils dilated as his vision zoomed out into the distance, and he saw many people, although there only seemed to be four of them with real bodies.

'Hmm...? I thought it would be those Divergents who shielded the Divine Emperor of Death, but these people seem different... none of their features have been recorded- wait... is that... a Nethermoon Mirage Rabbit!?'

The Ghostly Crow Realm Master was shocked.

He knew a bit about the Nether Dimension as the Realm Master of the Ghostly Crow Clan. Countless secrets of the dark crows were in his mind. He knew about the Nethermoon Mirage Rabbit too, making him wonder if there was some portal to the Nether Dimension nearby.

He so wanted to capture the rabbit and get the details from her. However, he forcefully suppressed his duty to the Ghostly Crow Lower Realm and carried out his duty to the Celestial Transcendent Galaxy. He knew there was more to achieve by killing this than locating a fading portal to a Nether Dimension.

Taking a deep breath, he came to a stop at around three million kilometers away, took out a bow sneakily, and wielded it. In this distance, he was confident that he wouldn't be detected, but he couldn't help but take a proud glance at the bow.

It was one of the three Legacy Artifacts of their Ghostly Crow Clan, Crescent Ghostbow.

Not a single Empyrean would be able to detect the arrow coming from this bow unless they were the target or the user was weak, and even then, it was nearly impossible to dodge it by the time they discovered it. It was nearly the perfect assassination weapon in the Third Layers, with numerous assassins who were greedy trying to steal it from them.

The Ghostly Crow Realm Master took a deep breath without releasing a single hint of energy. He gripped the Crescent Ghostbow, its surface shimmering faintly like a pale moonlight breaking through an evil haze. His breath steadied as an arrow appeared from his spatial ring.

It appeared nearly ethereal. It was almost invisible. He was barely able to see it that he wouldn't know it was there unless he was touching it.

*Bang!~*

He could barely register a silhouette rush past the Anarchic Divergent, leaving a trail of blood.

His expression turned unsightly as he didn't think anyone could stop it, much less a Level One Empyrean Beast, but he quickly took out another arrow of the same type. With a single step, he traversed the three million kilometers and appeared only a few hundred kilometers away from them in the skies.

At this distance, the arrow wouldn't even need half a second to puncture the Anarchic Divergent.

"You're not escaping from this Ghostly Crow Realm Master, you evil Anarchic Divergent."

His arrogant voice echoed as he released the arrow.

*Ripp!~*

*Bang!~*

The Nethermoon Mirage Rabbit waved her hand, and her claws ripped apart the arrow, causing a tremendous shockwave to surge behind them.

"Throw me!"

"Already on it!"

A pink-robed woman waved her hand, and vines extended out from her body while the Nethermoon Mirage Rabbit's gaze turned feral. Her legs swelled as though it was going to explode, but the moment the vine hit her legs and sent her flying, all the power from the legs burst out.

It shattered the vine into millions of organic pieces.

*Ripp!~*

The Ghostly Crow Realm Master barely saw it coming. When he realized what had happened, half his upper body to the right was missing, blood seeping out in copious amounts. He could only turn slightly and saw his perfect right wing being shredded into a scattered flock of bloodied feathers.