Apocalypse Gachapon

In Kunzuo's experience, there was nothing that could so easily block his attack.

Even if this arrow carried an element of probing and was not that powerful—at least, not that powerful for Kunzuo.

The gray-white mist falling from the sky changed from fast to slow. It seemed to fall quickly from the horizon, but after passing Huozhi's position, by the time it was 200 meters above the camp, its speed had slowed.

Kunzuo naturally would not think this was a coincidence. From the moment he saw Huozhi, he understood what was happening.

This was not much different from his guess. The only thing he had not anticipated was that he truly had not expected that after killing Zi Mu, the Su Clan would actually still want to take action against the Huo'er Star people!

"Who gave you the courage?!"

Although he knew the Su Clan must have some support, Kunzuo's position and the privileged mentality he had developed over time made him very angry at that moment.

He felt insulted.

At the same time, as a peak expert, he sensed a trace of danger emanating from the gray-white mist falling from the sky, even as he was angry.

Very faint, yet truly existing.

For someone of Kunzuo's level to sense danger already showed how strange and powerful this thing was.

Kunzuo looked at the gray mist slowly pressing down. He suddenly gave orders to the Huo'er Star people on the ground: "Everyone, be on alert. Attack the surrounding energy walls and look for their weaknesses. Try to contact the members outside the energy walls and have them break this... formation from the outside. Send messages to all the reconnaissance squads sent to the other races, telling them to come back immediately."

After issuing a series of commands, Kunzuo slowly raised his head, holding the bow with both hands. His energy poured into it. The crystal-clear red crystal bow grew brighter and brighter. Wisps of red mist-like threads gradually appeared on it. These red threads grew more and more numerous, like burning flames, causing Kunzuo's hands to disappear within them.

Suddenly, Kunzuo raised the longbow in his hands and aimed it at Huozhi in the sky. The red threads on the bow suddenly came alive. At that moment, they formed a giant red bird of prey, resembling a peacock. The moment Kunzuo released it, it flew away from the bow with a power that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.

The entire sky seemed to be covered by this red color.

On the other peaks of Black Book Absolute Peak, many flying lifeforms were startled and scattered in all directions, all intimidated by this power.

After shooting this arrow, Kunzuo's body, floating in mid-air, sank slightly. The glow on the red crystal bow also dimmed somewhat. It was clear that this arrow had used up quite a bit of energy.

Kunzuo looked up, watching the illusory bird of prey charge toward the gray-white mist. A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Kunzuo knew that the formation around him did not belong to any of the Su Clan's Ten Great Formations. He had studied those ten formations carefully. Although he could not reach the core, he understood what they were, what forms they took, what abilities they had, what strength they could unleash, and so on.

And this formation, which did not belong to the Ten Great Formations, also proved Kunzuo's, or rather the Huo'er Star people's, long-held speculation.

The Su Clan did have something hidden up their sleeve!

Above the Ten Great Formations, there should be even more powerful formations. Only they had never shown them. Some even guessed that beneath Su City, there should be such a formation, the foundation and legacy of that never-falling city.

And this formation should be another one.

Although he confirmed that this formation was a true secret of the Su Clan, Kunzuo was still confident.

He was a peak expert, the most powerful existence in this universe. Even among the super-large clan Huo'er Star people, he was one of the most powerful few.

Someone like him was qualified to possess a 'divine artifact'.

The red crystal bow in his hand was called the Fallen Saint Bow!

Lie God-grade!

This grade was the most powerful equipment that could be manufactured at the current stage!

In his hands, the Fallen Saint Bow might truly be able to shoot down a saint—as long as he was given the chance.

Kunzuo often thought this to himself.

He believed that this arrow, no matter what formation the Su Clan had set up, he could break it.

Today, he would first test it on the Su Clan's unpassed-down secret, plus a Su Clan elder called a genius!

The red bird of prey knocked into the gray-white mist, shattering everything in its path.

Below, the Huo'er Star warriors who had been watching the situation above let out a loud cheer, just as they had so often done over countless years.

However, only two seconds later, the momentum of this seemingly unstoppable bird of prey began to slow. Its upward movement became difficult. Its red color gradually faded. Its seemingly solid body also began to turn illusory.

The entire Huo'er Star camp became deathly silent. They looked up, bit their teeth, clenched their fists, and silently cheered for this red divine bird, because it was getting closer and closer to where Huozhi floated.

Unfortunately, when it was less than two meters away from Huozhi, the red bird of prey exhausted its strength and disappeared, leaving no trace.

The gray-white mist slowly began to descend again.

Kunzuo's expression was extremely ugly.

Just now, that was his full-power attack, a full-power attack enhanced by the Fallen Saint Bow, and it had... failed!

He could not understand this, because he knew that the attack he had just unleashed could easily destroy a small city!

What exactly was this formation set up by Su Clan Elder Huozhi?!

Kunzuo took a deep breath and raised the Fallen Saint Bow again.

This time, his target was no longer Huozhi, but the enormous energy walls that he had tested earlier and that many Huo'er Star people were now also attacking with no effect.

Again, the red bird of prey. This time, perhaps stimulated by the previous failure, Kunzuo's attack felt even more powerful.

The moment the attack was launched, the red bird of prey knocked into the energy wall.

There was no sound, only an intense light that seemed capable of blinding one's eyes.

Other Huo'er Star people covered their eyes one after another and lowered their heads. But they did not forget to cheer—since it hit, it must be able to break that energy wall.

Only Kunzuo could look directly at it. But there was not a trace of a smile on his face. Because he saw that after being attacked, the energy wall only swayed a few times as a whole, then returned to its original state.

The attack... had failed.

His strongest attack, twice in a row, had returned without success!

It was not that he did not want to use any skills. But at his level, the strength of skills and the attacks from the Fallen Saint Bow were about the same. And if he used a skill and it was blocked and rebounded, then the ones who would suffer would be his fellow tribesmen below. One skill might annihilate more than half of them.

Kunzuo was glad he had not been rash enough to use his abilities. But the confidence he had possessed until now was gradually disappearing.

In a place he could not see, above the entire Huo'er Star camp, Elder Huozhi, floating there, had two streams of bloody tears suddenly flowing from his closed eyes. At the very bottom of the energy walls, evenly distributed, were the images of one hundred and twenty lifeforms, corresponding to one hundred and twenty formation masters. At this moment, the bodies of six formation masters suddenly exited from the energy walls and then exploded into mists of blood.