Using the Soul Demise Bow, Chen Feng fired 108 arrows of light consecutively to leave 108 bloody wounds on the variant wyrm’s body. Only then did he stop. By then, the badly wounded variant wyrm had been tied up with chains.

After resting for a moment, Chen Feng recovered all his strength. Then, he pulled the bowstring again.

“Hold!” the variant wyrm finally spoke up, a trembling note of fear within his voice.

Chen Feng ignored him and fired anyways. This time, the arrow he formed was a notch stronger than the previous ones. This proved that Chen Feng had gained a greater control over the Soul Demise Bow. And so, the already badly-wounded variant wyrm gained another bloody hole on his body.

“Mercy!”

The variant wyrm began begging for mercy, but Chen Feng instead became unhappy. Such a good shooting target was not easy to find.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Three more beams of light flashed out and the variant wyrm nearly fainted as a result. 

“Is this fellow a maniac?” Duan Shuiliu and Qing Shan felt a chill running down their spines. On the other side, the space-time extra-terrestrial creature had gathered up some of his power and he burned them, hoping that it would help him escape this place.

“Are you begging for mercy here?” Chen Feng asked,...