In the dense forest, a seven-member team fully armed is advancing quietly.

Each person is wearing tight-fitting clothes with a face mask, revealing only a pair of gleaming eyes. Their movements are very cautious, not making a single sound.

At the front is a lean man, his steps light and swift, frequently scanning left and right to observe the surroundings, occasionally sniffing the air.

He is clearly playing the role of the scout in the team!

Suddenly, the lean man stopped in his tracks.

He squinted his eyes, crouched down, and carefully examined the traces left on the ground.

He nodded thoughtfully.

And when this scout straightened up to continue tracking the target.

He suddenly had a chilling feeling!

In an instant, the lean man was transported back to when he was ten years old.

That year, one day, he ran into the nearby mountains because he was playful and unexpectedly encountered a lone wolf.

The lean man will never forget the greed and cruelty shining in the eyes of that lone wolf.

Even more unforgettable is the overwhelming fear he felt at that moment!

He was so frightened that he wet himself.

Though he narrowly escaped disaster, this near-death experience left an indelible memory in the lean man’s heart.

Unexpectedly, after twenty years, he was experiencing the same fear again.

But where is the wolf?

"Be careful!"

At this moment, a thunderous angry shout suddenly rang out behind the scout.

Simultaneously, a jet of black light shot through the forest, piercing into the lean man’s forehead like a bolt of lightning.

Thud!

It pierced through his skull!

The scout, with Tier Four cultivation, shuddered, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But not a single word came out as his consciousness fell into an abyss.

He swiftly collapsed backward, powerless.

Behind the scout, his teammates were plunged into chaos.

"Enemy attack!"

"He found us!"

"Spread out quickly!"

Yang Chengguang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

To deal with Zhang Yuan, he used the resources of the Yang Family to recruit several Tier Five Martial Artists and had people monitoring Zhang Yuan’s every move. Today, he finally got the chance to strike.

The Yang Family cannot be humiliated, Zhang Yuan must die!

This is the order Yang Chengguang received from Qianjing after Zhang Yuan refused the goodwill of the Yang Family.

He meticulously planned for this.

As the saying goes, even a lion uses its full strength when hunting a rabbit.

Yang Chengguang knows well that Zhang Yuan is not a rabbit, but a ferocious wolf with formidable strength.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to cripple the Yang Family’s prodigy with a single punch.

But he is one hundred percent confident that he will kill Zhang Yuan in Mo Yuan.

Remember, the team led by Yang Chengguang, aside from a Tier Four scout, consists entirely of Tier Five powerhouses.

Six Tier Five, each equipped with a Profound Soldier.

Moreover, Yang Chengguang possesses two Profound Artifacts!

Such strength is more than enough to deal with a Tier Six Martial Artist.

But what this Yang Family warrior never expected was that his team was ambushed as soon as they entered Mo Yuan.

Without even seeing the enemy, the leading scout was killed by an arrow!

The power of this arrow made Yang Chengguang shudder with cold fear.

The question is, who shot this arrow?

Zhang Yuan left Upper Scenic Celestial without carrying bow and arrows.

This is undeniably certain.

Did he hide the bow and arrows in Mo Yuan, or is there another Divine Archer helping him?

Either possibility makes Yang Chengguang feel that matters have slipped out of his control.

The roles of hunter and prey seem to have suddenly reversed!

Yang Chengguang was both shocked and furious when another jet of black light shot towards him unexpectedly.

How daring!

Yang Chengguang’s heart nearly exploded, but the hairs on the back of his neck simultaneously stood upright, and his forehead began to itch faintly.

He felt an unprecedented crisis descending upon him.

If he were a normal person, he might have forfeited his wits in an instant, following the scout into oblivion.

But after all, Yang Chengguang is a Tier Five peak powerhouse, and at the critical moment, he made a dodging movement sideward.

The black light carrying deadly force grazed Yang Chengguang’s left shoulder.

Taking away a piece of his clothing and flesh!

Twang!

This arrow hit a large tree behind Yang Chengguang, piercing through its trunk as thick as an embrace.

Yang Chengguang shouted sternly, "Attack together, don’t give him a chance to shoot again!"

His left shoulder burned with pain, and his cheek simultaneously felt pain.

It felt as if Zhang Yuan had slapped him hard across the face.

Although not completely certain yet, intuition told Yang Chengguang that it was Zhang Yuan who ambushed them with the bow and arrow.

The hunter has become the prey, an absolute humiliation!

And while ordering his teammates, Yang Chengguang also unfolded his body technique, using the cover of trees to charge at the opponent.

The other five Tier Five powerhouses also took action, encircling from different directions.

Zhang Yuan’s two arrows had already exposed his position.

These battle-hardened Martial Artists naturally knew what they needed to do!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

But how could Zhang Yuan possibly watch as his opponents closed in? In an instant, he fired three arrows in succession.

Each arrow aimed at a different enemy.

However, these Tier Five Martial Artists were not easy to deal with.

Having been prepared, they dodged Zhang Yuan’s Meteor Iron Arrows one by one.

Only slowing down somewhat.

On a tree a hundred steps away, Zhang Yuan swiftly put away the Eagle-Shooting Bow.

He suddenly leapt up high, grabbing a hanging vine from the treetop, swinging forward with its momentum.

In an instant, Zhang Yuan glided past several large trees, reopening distance with his opponents.

Quickly changing position.

Meanwhile, under the dense canopy, the Red-eyed Crow silently flew through.

Using the perspective of this intermediate Servant Spirit, Zhang Yuan easily locked onto a new target.

He landed on a tree branch, reached out, and once again grabbed the Eagle-Shooting Bow.

Once more nocking a Meteor Iron Arrow.

There were still six opponents, each a Tier Five powerhouse.

Unless his brain was kicked by a donkey, Zhang Yuan would never fight them head-on.

The bowstring, gleaming with metal, was pulled taut once more. With the infusion of Primordial Celestial Gang True Power, the slender bow emitted strands of intense heat, quickly converging within the arrow body.

This jet-black Meteor Iron Arrow glowed a dark red hue, as if injected with life.

Zhang Yuan ignored the other five Martial Artists, focusing all his mind on the weapon in his hand, using only the connection with the Red-eyed Crow’s consciousness to maintain target lock.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan felt the spirituality of the Eagle-Shooting Bow reverberating!

This Profound Soldier responded to his call, suddenly triggering its inherent power.

The surface of the bow body manifested countless intricate talisman lines.

Bow!