My Cultivation Starting from Archery

His True Qi gathered once more, his fist tensed around the chain, ready to blast open the golden blade of light.

He could sense it.

The strength of this golden blade of light was not significantly stronger than the previous Sword Qi Skill.

Indeed, it was so.

Yuwen Jingwen's iron fist, filled with True Qi, effortlessly blocked the golden blade of light.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound echoed.

Metal clashed against metal, sparking brilliant sparks.

Just as Yuwen Jingwen slightly relaxed his guard against the magic artifact, under the stimulation of the sparks, the surface of the golden blade suddenly surged with a tuft of scarlet flames, strikingly conspicuous in the vast white world, melting large swathes of ice and snow in an instant and blooming with the scorching heat of the blazing sun.

"This fire?!"

Astonishment showed in his pupils, retreating almost as soon as the scarlet flames ignited.

Even so, his fist was set ablaze.

The eerie and terrifying flames seemed to devour everything, spreading rapidly across his fist upon contact with the skin, and where it passed, not even pain could be felt. Flesh and bone alike were reduced to ashes, swiftly spreading toward his forearm, then to his upper arm, arm, and eventually his entire body.

At most, one breath!

One breath.

He would perish under these flames!

"Crack—"

In the blink of an eye.

Yuwen Jingwen pulled and tightened the chain, forcefully severing his entire arm at the elbow joint, just before the scarlet flames continued to devour upward.

"Plop—"

The arm fell in the snow, quickly turning to ashes in the flames, even melting the surrounding ice and snow into a puddle of water. Yuwen Jingwen's severed arm kept dripping blood, staining the puddle red.

"Big brother, let me lend you a hand."

A figure who had been lying in wait emerged on the nearby slope, it was Cao Zhi in his large cloak, his hands performing seals, emanating spirit light and surging with mana.

Beneath Yuwen Jingwen's feet.

The ice and snow, which had just melted, froze again and then transformed into frosty python snakes that coiled around his legs, hindering his movement.

Not far away.

The figure in white robes somehow broke free from control appeared two hundred paces away, holding a lit torch and wielding the Iron Core Big Bow, from beneath which veritable Vermilion Birds were formed in the scarlet flames, assaulting like suns exploding forth.

More of that strange fire!

Yuwen Jingwen's True Qi burst forth, breaking free from the frosty Spell that restrained him as the Meteor Giant Hammer carelessly came crashing down onto Prince Jin Yi.

"Crack!"

In front of Cao Zhi too, a barrier was conjured.

But compared to the Thick Earth Decision, it was as fragile as paper, instantly collapsing upon contact, and he was sent flying by the impact of the giant hammer, smashing into the snow hundreds of meters away, his fate unknown.

Watching the scarlet Vermilion Bird approaching, Yuwen Jingwen intended to dodge, but to his shock, he found that the arrows shot by the man seemed to track his movements, making them impossible to avoid.

His ferocity completely erupted as he roared like a Bull Python, wielding the Meteor Giant Hammer not to retreat but to advance, carrying overwhelming killing intent as he charged towards the distant White Robe pulling the bow, knocking down all the arrows along the way.

This flame was terribly frightening.

Each contact with the Meteor Giant Hammer melted a dent into it.

But that was it; in the end, it couldn't ignite the metal as if it were kindling.

In the space of a leap and pounce.

Yuwen Jingwen had entered the range of attack; the Meteor Hammer transformed into a Bull Python, winding through the vast snowy wilderness, then suddenly plunging from high above.

The last thing he saw was Chen Sansi raising the Iron Core Bow to block, and then his figure was completely engulfed in the snow mist generated by the clash, with only a broken-stringed Big Bow flying out and landing in the distant snow.

When the snow mist cleared.

There was the figure in white robes, using the long spear as support, on one knee on the ground, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, clearly wounded.

"Such a strange fire."

Yuwen Jingwen looked at the Big Bow on the ground, still filled with lingering fear, and spoke in a deep voice, "Is this your trump card? This prince thought, how could you, a mere Mysterious Phenomenon, dare to attack the Agate River? Turns out, it was with the help of this Abnormal Fire!"

He remembered.

Long ago, the barbarian tribes had lost an Immortal Treasure in Po Yang County, and this Chen came from Po Yang. Could it be that this Abnormal Fire was the lost Immortal Treasure?

"Enough!"

Even as Yuwen Jingwen spoke, his movements never slowed, not giving White Robe a chance to breathe as he dragged the chain to pursue once more, manipulating the iron weight to smash down again.

"Since your trump card is used up, there's no need to struggle any longer—just die quietly—"

"Trump card?"

Atop the vast earth.

The figure in white robes slowly stood up, pulling the long spear from the ice and snow, with no emotion in his voice, as if he was stating an ordinary fact, "You're mistaken, Spells are not my trump card, nor is the Abnormal Fire..."

He paused, "My trump card, has always been, myself!"

"Clang—"

Zhen Yue unsheathed!

Radiance of a clear spring!

A spear and a sword, a dragon and a tiger.

In the midst of this snowstorm, they clashed with the Martial Saint.

"Zhenyue Sword? Come back to me!"

Yuwen Jingwen seemed hardly affected by the loss of his arm, as he wielded the Meteor Giant Hammer with immense force with every strike, causing the earth to tremble within a hundred paces.

Chen Sansi met each strike of the Meteor Hammer with a spear and a sword.