My Cultivation Starting from Archery

As the words fell, Huang Laojiu's fingers danced in a flurry, and the worn, mottled wine gourd at his waist suddenly expanded against the wind. Emerald-colored wine mist spouted from its mouth, accompanied by the booming sound of primordial giant wood growing.

A towering giant tree rose from the chaos mist, its trunk soaring over a hundred zhang tall, the bark covered in dragon scale-like crystals, emitting a dull metallic sheen as if the entire tree were forged from bronze.

"Crack crack crack—"

Vines emerged from the tree's body, attacking relentlessly. They appeared as soft as snakes but were actually sharper and tougher than flying swords!

"Clang clang clang!"

Chen Sansi swung his magical treasure, warding off the attacking vines from all directions, producing deafening clashing sounds, and sparking dazzling flames in mid-air.

Burning Sky Intense Flames!

The crimson flames within him erupted once more, but they could not reduce the vines to ashes, only scorched them red hot, as if tempering a magic artifact in a furnace.

Magical Treasure, Red Wutong Bronze Wood!

The tree summoned by Huang Laojiu was a special magical treasure crafted from a Core Formation Tree Demon, containing Bronze Gold Essence. Hence, although it was a wood attribute magic artifact, it also possessed gold attribute characteristics and feared not the flames.

Without the advantage of Five Elements suppression, Chen Sansi fought with Golden Core Early Stage mana head-on, but how could he contend against Golden Core Late Stage? He soon fell behind in the power struggle, plummeting from mid-air and crashing heavily into the hall of Golden Feather Peak, his Glazed Golden Body smashing a giant hole into the building.

He knelt on one knee on the cracked stone, feeling the terrifying pressure descending upon him again before he could rise.

Huang Laojiu appeared above, hands weaving seals, the branches of the Bronze Divine Tree transforming into thousands of blades, relentlessly pursuing and covering him.

His nine-toothed rake simultaneously swept across, with overwhelming mana whistling through, shattering everything in its path!

Sect Leader Murong Chu relied on the token to concentrate the power of the Mountain Protection Array at one point, countless Golden Light Flying Swords merged into one, forming a giant sword over a hundred zhang long, and then the clouds descended from the sky.

This strike was also equivalent to a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator's powerful blow!

Master Feng Zhi and Helian Shan both burned their Original Essence Blood, temporarily enhancing their cultivation, then unleashed their ultimate techniques.

The Chaos Unified Staff, like a Heavenly Pillar, pressed down towards the ground, and the Mountain Suppression Escape seemed to crush like Mount Tai.

Four Golden Core cultivators, with two strikes reaching the power level of Golden Core Late Stage.

Chen Sansi had no escape, forced to charge into the sky, colliding with the overwhelming bombardment of magical treasures.

"Boom boom boom—"

Instantly, the sky and earth shook!

The residual mana raged out, causing the entire Golden Feather Peak to collapse, instantly killing many cultivators who had not yet escaped.

In the midst of the ten-thousand zhang dust, Chen Sansi stood with his spear, blood seeping from his mouth, bearing new injuries on top of the old ones.

Not long ago, he had suffered severe injuries during multiple attacks by Nascent Soul cultivators at Luoxiao Immortal Palace, how could he easily handle Golden Core Late Stage Huang Laojiu and the Mountain Protection Array that even Nascent Soul cultivators feared?

Huang Laojiu and others each retracted their magical treasures, regrouping their mana, immediately joining forces for the next strike, not giving Tian Wu a moment's respite.

After repeated attempts, Chen Sansi visibly weakened, his body's golden light dimming.

"Heh, so that's all!"

Master Feng Zhi sneered, "Such a pity the senior brother has been living in fear all these years!"

Huang Laojiu ignored his junior brother, hands forming seals, the branches of the Bronze Divine Tree intertwining into a sky-covering Bronze Demon Claw, scales breathing and releasing suffocating Netherworld Magical Power.

He raised his arm high, the Demon Claw aiming at the white robe, riddled with wounds on the ground, speaking in a hoarse voice, "Daoist Chen Lei, you are among the few endowed with talent that I've seen in my four hundred years, given time, you might ascend the Ascension Platform and witness the boundless world.

"But unfortunately, you're too obsessed, unable to achieve Supreme Forgetting Emotions, shouldn't have risked yourself for your mortal family, nor should've come here alone, seeking revenge for your deceased mortal senior brother. This ensured you won't go far."

His lifespan limited, without assistance, he couldn't achieve Nascent Soul.

Yet, if Huang Laojiu had a choice to sacrifice sect disciples and even Daoist Inheritance for advancing further on the Immortal Path, he would do so without hesitation.

"Cough cough..."

On the ground, Chen Sansi slowly rose from the dust, tasting the metallic freshness of blood in his throat.

Enduring excruciating pain internally, he lifted himself up, looking at the elder in mid-air, shaking his head, speaking in a deep voice, "You are wrong."

"Oh?"

Huang Laojiu squinted, "A little old man would like to hear how you plan to refute."

As he spoke, he continued infusing power into the Bronze Demon Claw, its pressure steadily rising, nearly exceeding the limit for Core Formation cultivators.

"You all favor saying those with obsession are unfit for cultivation, yet from my perspective, it's quite the opposite.

"Only those with a heart full of obsession can strive forward, comprehending their own unique Dao.

"If everyone lived as you said, achieving Supreme Forgetting Emotions, even if one cultivated immortality, they'd merely be living dead.

"Moreover..."

Chen Sansi paused, his gaze fixed on the scorching sun above, speaking word by word, "Who told you, I came alone?"

With those words.

Clouds surged at the horizon.

A large number of cultivators were rushing in!