Jiang Chen questioned the man further about the Xiahou Clan. Although the man didn't know the most critical details, his general knowledge was fairly comprehensive.
Once he had asked enough, Jiang Chen struck the man's dantian with a palm.
"I'll cripple half your cultivation and spare your wretched life. Fair enough?" Jiang Chen said, then knocked the man unconscious and tossed him aside to fend for himself.
If the man survived, losing half his power meant he would no longer pose much of a threat.
Having gathered intelligence on his enemy, Jiang Chen's mood brightened considerably. Though the mere mention of the Xiahou Clan still left a sour taste in his mouth.
At the very least, the Wind Cloud Sect was no longer shrouded in mystery.
Before, the Wind Cloud Sect had operated from the shadows while he remained exposed, leaving Jiang Chen perpetually on the defensive and casting the shadow of the Wind Cloud Sect over all of humanity's territory.
Now that he knew the Wind Cloud Sect's origins, Jiang Chen felt far more confident.
"Xiahou Clan! I don't care how glorious you are on Myriad Abyss Island — if you dare cause even the slightest harm to Huang'er, I, Jiang Chen, swear that in this lifetime I will ensure your Xiahou Clan never rises again!"
Jiang Chen generally did not believe in driving things to extremes.
But if an enemy touched his sore spot, he would not hesitate to do exactly that.
Huang'er, for instance — if the Xiahou Clan truly harmed her, Jiang Chen would erase them completely from the Divine Abyss Continent, leaving not a single trace of this clan in this plane!
Over there, Elder Mo was on the verge of collapse under the siege of six Colossus Clan warriors.
Meanwhile, Third Stone and Fourth Stone, the two brothers, had nearly finished chasing down the scattered Emperor-realm cultivators who had tried to flee into the mountains. Of those several dozen elite fighters, almost none had escaped alive.
"It's time to end this."
Jiang Chen's gaze turned cold as he raised the Sacred Dragon Bow once more from a distance. This time, his target was not another elite fighter, but the besieged Elder Mo.
Jiang Chen's strength was not enough to deal Elder Mo a fatal blow. In a direct confrontation, he wouldn't even have the ability to put up a fight.
But now, Elder Mo was trapped and desperate, a spent arrow at the end of its flight.
And Jiang Chen, having just learned about the Xiahou Clan, was burning with rage and brimming with fighting spirit. His blazing determination and fury seemed to affect the Sacred Dragon Bow as well, and inadvertently, he achieved a deeper fusion with the weapon.
This fusion was undoubtedly good news for him.
Only through continuous fusion could he unlock the Sacred Dragon Bow's full potential, allowing it to display even greater power in his hands.
The arrow was nocked on the bowstring, and Jiang Chen's mind was as still as calm water.
The Evil Golden Eye and his divine sense gradually synchronized, finding a shared rhythm.
In that moment, the Sacred Dragon Bow let out a series of terrifying dragon roars. Jiang Chen focused his will, and a resonant cry erupted from his throat.
A dragon's roar thundered forth.
Whoosh!
The Sacred Dragon Bow seemed to unleash its full potential in an instant, blazing with radiant light. The arrow transformed into a streak of meteor and shot forth.
It pierced the void, surpassing sun and moon.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow had reached Elder Mo.
Elder Mo's entire body went rigid, every hair standing on end as he sensed the approach of death.
But the Colossus Clan warriors had him completely pinned down, leaving him no room whatsoever to deal with this lethal arrow.
Terror flashed through him in an instant.
The next moment, the arrow had already sunk into his skull.
Whoosh!
The arrow pierced clean through Elder Mo's head, blasting a transparent hole straight through!
Elder Mo's body froze as if struck by an immobilization spell. His soul, having no chance to escape, was directly destroyed by the arrow.
The terrifying destructive power left even Jiang Chen himself dumbfounded. He had never imagined that this casual, unintentional shot would achieve an unprecedented peak state.
This arrow had actually pierced the skull of a Celestial Position powerhouse. For Jiang Chen, this was nothing short of incredible!
After all, he was merely at the sixth level of the Imperial realm, just short of stepping into the seventh.
A cultivator at this level could not deal a fatal blow to a Celestial Position powerhouse even if the latter stood perfectly still.
Yet this time, Jiang Chen had produced an exception.
His arrow had not only wounded Elder Mo — it had delivered a killing blow. The Sacred Dragon Bow certainly deserved much of the credit for that.
But Jiang Chen knew clearly that in that moment, he had found something — a fury that surged from the deepest recesses of his sea of consciousness.
It was as if this fury had granted him additional strength. But Jiang Chen also understood that this power most likely had to do with the seal within his sea of consciousness.
That seal had always resided in his sea of consciousness, protecting his spiritual sea. Over the years, it had already deflected several divine sense attacks and warded off multiple crises.
But this was the first time the seal had granted him offensive power.