Seeing the old man's unreliable fortune-telling prediction, Xiao Chen was quite speechless. However, as the moment of proximity approached, he suddenly showed a look of surprise because he truly sensed danger.
He couldn't help but take another look at the old man. Was this guy a sage or a pure swindler?
The two of them quickly circumvented that area and then circled back from the way they came, only to discover two Heretical Ancestral Gods hiding in the dark.
"Kill!"
Xiao Chen bent his longbow and notched an arrow, executing a counter-hunt. The longbow, as if it had a life of its own, vibrated gently, emitting the sound of a dragon's roar from the bowstring. As the arrow was released, the wind and the clouds shifted and Heaven and Earth lost their color; with a fire arrow covering the sky, it swept toward one of the Heretical Ancestral Gods up ahead.
