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Chapter 555: Chapter 268: Divine Dao Foundation Establishment, Late Divine Realm (Part 2)

"Don’t be impulsive; the Dragon Bone Bow is an Innate Magical Treasure."

The Elder Curator reminded.

He knew the White-winged Roc beneath him was a Foundation Establishment Great Demon; besides him, few human powerhouses were considered by it.

Even with the Dragon Bone Bow, the White-winged Roc would not fear Jiang Feng.

The Roc burst through the clouds like a sword light, smashing the nearing arrow shadows with its claws. As other arrow shadows approached, it swung its wings, slicing them apart like a diagonal blade.

"The Roc is amazing."

The Saintess couldn’t help but applaud. She had suffered much from the Dragon Bone Bow, so seeing Jiang Feng draw it made her inexplicably wary and fearful. Seeing Jiang Feng unable to break through even the defense of her mentor’s spirit pet finally eased her anxious heart.

"Be careful; he seems not to have used his full strength yet."

The Elder Curator reminded.

His Spiritual Sense tightly enveloped Jiang Feng.

Seeing Jiang Feng raise the Dragon Bone Bow again and draw the bow at the White-winged Roc.

"Whizz whizz whizz!"

The bowstring released, and arrow shadows shot up from the forest, rushing towards the White-winged Roc.

This time, each arrow shadow seemed to break through spatial barriers, attacking the Roc’s vital points with even more aggressive force.

"Hmph!"

The Elder Curator was enraged. He had suspected Jiang Feng was hiding his capabilities, waiting to lure the Roc into a dive. As the distance closed, Jiang Feng finally drew the bowstring with all his might.

Yet, a mere three arrows were insufficient to threaten the Roc. Seeing Jiang Feng aiming to shoot three more arrows, the Elder Curator coldly snorted, his Spiritual Sense projecting a blade before Jiang Feng, slashing towards his head.

This Spiritual Sense assault was exceptionally fierce, impossible for ordinary magical treasures to block. Even the Qinglong Cauldron couldn’t completely absorb this damage.

It was like penetrating light, non-substantial yet able to infiltrate airtight glass, violently invading the opponent’s mind, creating a resonant explosion, instantly incapacitating resistance.

This pure Spiritual Sense assault was terrifying to those with weak resistance, more so than many magical techniques and Divine Power, akin to dimensional destruction that leaves one defenseless.

Unfortunately.

As a Divine Dao Foundation Establishment powerhouse, Jiang Feng’s Spiritual Sense defense far surpassed Human Dao powerhouses. The Elder Curator’s targeted strike couldn’t penetrate Jiang Feng’s Spiritual Sense defense.

As Jiang Feng was drawing the bow and arrow, he felt a slight pinprick at his temple but ignored the pain, prepared for it.

"Whizz whizz whizz!"

He shot three arrows, then another three.

Unexpectedly, twelve arrows in succession aimed at the White-winged Roc’s vital points.

"Pfft!"

"Caw!"

The White-winged Roc, wishing to smash the arrow lights with its claws and wings as before, was caught off guard. The incoming arrow shadows shattered its claws, pierced its wings.

It shrieked incessantly, blood staining the sky, flapping its wounded wings to escape further away from Jiang Feng.

"Whizz whizz whizz!"

Jiang Feng wouldn’t allow it; arrow shadows kept shooting at the Roc’s vital points.

"Shriek!"

Seeing things unfavorably, the Saintess manipulated her Flying Sword, trying to intercept Jiang Feng’s arrow shadows for the Roc. Unfortunately, her half-step Foundation Establishment strength couldn’t stop them; even controlling the Flying Sword seemed difficult.

"He is a Divine Dao Foundation Establishment powerhouse; you are no match, retreat!"

The Elder Curator said in panic.

His Spiritual Sense assault on Jiang Feng failed, allowing Jiang Feng to seize the opportunity, causing the Roc’s injury.

Seeing another dozen arrow shadows charging, the Elder Curator coldly snorted, casting three techniques into the void, forming three halo layers beneath the Roc, each layer a natural barrier, weakening the arrow shadows’ impact, effectively safeguarding the Roc.

"Buzz."

But at that moment, a shadow appeared in the sky.

Like an iron mountain, it crashed towards the two humans and the Roc.

It was the Qinglong Cauldron.

Jiang Feng knew his strength was inferior to the Elder Curator. The Elder Curator was likely a Divine Dao Foundation Establishment powerhouse at the third or fourth layers, while he was only at the first layer. If he couldn’t leverage the advantages of the Dragon Bone Bow and Qinglong Cauldron, he’d be at the mercy of others.

So, while using the Dragon Bone Bow for offense and defense and resisting the Elder Curator’s Spiritual Sense assault, he maneuvered the Qinglong Cauldron from above to forcefully strike down.

"Thousand Rain Sword, rise!"

The Elder Curator’s expression changed; techniques shifted, countless white lights transformed from his palm like innumerable Flying Swords, pinning the Qinglong Cauldron from descending.

"Rascal, simultaneously using two Innate Magical Treasures, is your Spiritual Sense and energy still adequate?"

The Elder Curator mocked, looking at Jiang Feng below.

"Thousand Swords Lock Dragon, go!"

He waved, casting another Dharma Seal. Countless sword-path white lights supporting the Qinglong Cauldron suddenly split, like a shoal descending from above, charging at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng retreated a bit, trying to summon the Qinglong Cauldron back, only to find the Elder Curator’s Thousand Rain Sword formed an airtight Sword Net, locking the Qinglong Cauldron in the air, preventing its return.

"Shriek!"

Helplessly, Jiang Feng could only wield the Civil Servant Sword to resist. Luckily, the sword was fully refined; utilizing the Great Perfection Realm’s Sword Control Technique, Jiang Feng spun the Civil Servant Sword around himself, forming a Sword Qi whirlwind to try and fend off the sword shoal.