# Chapter 1114: The Arrow of the Watcher
"The Watcher has appeared here!" The crowd was deeply shaken. The Prophet, the Watcher, the Destroyer, the Cursed One... each time any one of these individuals appeared, it would stir waves across a region of the continent. And now, the Prophet was about to open the City of Fate, the Destroyer was rumored to be entering the world wielding the sword bestowed by the Emperor of Assassins, and now the Watcher had appeared before them as well.
Coupled with the birth of various powerful physiques, it seemed the continent was truly heading toward a storm of blood and wind. This would be a great era for the Eight Wastelands Realm, and also a great era for the Nine Heavens Continent.
Rumor had it that when a certain region gave birth to all kinds of astonishing geniuses, it represented not just that region, but the entire continent. Other regions likewise had countless extraordinary geniuses rising like comets into the world. The true great era did not belong solely to the Eight Wastelands Realm, but to the entire continent.
However, the crowd also knew that it was still too early to declare the great era had arrived. Although many geniuses with astonishing physiques had already appeared, it was not enough. The opening of the City of Fate this time would reveal just how many there were.
Lin Feng looked at the man wearing the bamboo hat. He heard the whispers of the crowd. This man was actually the legendary Watcher. Shooting an arrow to break through the other party's hidden illusion space and annihilating them was one thing, but how had the Watcher discovered their hiding place? That person had died without even knowing how.
Why had the Emperor-Slaying Alliance chosen to kill him? If it was indeed the same people who had pursued Xue Biyao that night, then it made sense that they knew about him. Because the Watcher had said that the Emperor-Slaying Alliance would always have one person hidden in the shadows watching the outcome of the assassination. That night was probably no exception. Everything had been observed by the hidden person. Even the people from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace hadn't realized at the time that the other party was from the Emperor-Slaying Alliance.
As for the Emperor-Slaying Alliance hunting Xue Biyao, that could also be explained. Xue Biyao possessed the Immortal Spirit Body and might become a future Martial Emperor, so they wanted to slay her. But Lin Feng had seen that those assassins didn't seem to want Xue Biyao's life; they seemed to want to capture her alive, which Lin Feng couldn't understand.
"Even an Emperor they want to slay. This Emperor-Slaying Alliance, what a terrifying force of slaughter!" Lin Feng murmured softly to himself, then smiled bitterly again. It seemed he would have to be constantly on guard from now on. This time, they had underestimated him and sent assassins who weren't too strong. But if they continued to target him, the next time might bring stronger assassins. Hopefully, there wouldn't be a next time!
The Watcher lowered the bamboo hat on his head and slowly turned around casually, as if preparing to leave or to go find the person he was meant to watch over.
"Watcher, since you've appeared, why must you leave?" At this moment, a figure stepped through the void and descended. This person was clad in a golden luxurious robe, with a Heavenly Dragon embroidered on it, appearing majestic and extraordinary. After he appeared, the people from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress all nodded slightly at him and smiled, calling out, "Brother Xia Fan has arrived."
This newcomer was a strong cultivator from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, at the Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, already stepping into the ranks of high-level Heavenly Martial Realm. His strength was formidable.
Xia Fan's body drifted down and landed, then he slowly walked toward the Watcher, saying, "I didn't expect the Watcher to enter the world for the opening of the City of Fate this time. It seems this era, if not a great era, will at least be a prosperous one. My name is Xia Fan, cultivation at the Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Sir, shoot your Watcher's Arrow at me. I, Xia Fan, will surely not disappoint you in the future."
"It seems this person wants to be guarded by the Watcher!" The crowd immediately understood upon hearing Xia Fan's words. Becoming someone guarded by the Watcher not only meant having a guardian deity in the shadows but also brought honor in itself. It meant that one day, he might have the opportunity to prove the Dao and become an Emperor!
Upon hearing Xia Fan's words, the Watcher slightly raised his head. The face beneath the bamboo hat could not be seen clearly, but in his hand, the black bow and arrow appeared once again.
"The Watcher's Arrow should be golden. You've used the wrong one!" Xia Fan said indifferently upon seeing the other party's black arrow. But the Watcher paid him no heed. He nocked the arrow on the bowstring, then released it. It whistled through the air, still without any dazzling brilliance, only a faint aura of destruction.
"Hmph!" Xia Fan snorted coldly. His palm gathered golden radiance, dazzling like dragon scales. He punched out fiercely, and the sound of dragon roars rolled and rumbled.
"Whoosh!" Almost simultaneously, the Watcher shot a second arrow, which seemed to arrive before the first. This arrow was not aimed at Xia Fan but above his head.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Drawing the bowstring, arrows broke through the air, swift as lightning. The crowd could hardly keep up, unable to see clearly how the Watcher's arrows were shot. But soon, a shocking scene appeared in the void. The eight arrows that had been shot later coiled around eight directions, carrying a faint grand momentum, sealing off all eight sides. No matter which direction Xia Fan moved, he could not avoid the arrows.
"Whoosh!" The final arrow was shot, and the void trembled. This arrow directly pierced through the void, penetrating the arrow in front. Just as Xia Fan's fist was about to destroy that arrow, he saw it shatter and break apart. Another terrifying arrow replaced it, its aura of annihilation sending chills down one's spine.
Xia Fan's expression changed. He could no longer maintain his previous calm. He roared in anger, and dragon energy surged into the sky from his body, wild and domineering, as if furious demon dragons were howling. His arms blasted out, as if nine true dragons were dancing together, charging toward the nine arrows aimed at him.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The ground cracked, the void exploded, and the aura of destruction spread. The dragon phantoms were pierced through by the arrows. The power of the arrows was completely concentrated at a single point, their penetrating force terrifying. Xia Fan's body retreated violently, but the central arrow of destruction had the most terrifying speed, piercing through nothingness and continuing toward his heart.
"Roar!" Xia Fan roared again. His entire arm turned golden, and his terrifying palm struck toward the arrow. The arrow's momentum was slightly blocked but still pressed forward relentlessly.
"Stop for me!"
His hand, transformed into a dragon claw, directly grabbed the arrow. The terrifying friction caused a painful stinging sensation in Xia Fan's golden palm. But the arrow finally stopped and eventually annihilated within his grasp.
Xia Fan's hand trembled slightly, and faint traces of blood seeped out.
He looked at the Watcher, who was still wearing the bamboo hat, but had already turned around. The sound of dripping footsteps moved away into the distance, leaving only a faint, illusory shadow.
"You're not qualified yet!"
A plain and unremarkable voice drifted from afar, causing Xia Fan's face to turn ashen. Standing in the middle of the crowd, he felt like a clown, humiliating himself.
Opening his palm, traces of blood appeared on it, naturally scraped by the arrow.
"Overestimating himself."
"Who does he think he is, wanting to receive the Watcher's Guardian Arrow? The Guardian Arrow is only shot at those with the potential to become a Martial Emperor!"
The crowd silently scorned this Xia Fan from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, their expressions carrying a hint of mockery.
Lin Feng glanced at the disappearing figure of the Watcher, a faint smile on his face. This Xia Fan from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress had indeed brought humiliation upon himself. Although his strength was decent, wanting to obtain the Watcher's Guardian Arrow was not so easy.
"What are you smiling at? You're asking for death!"
A thunderous roar suddenly exploded in the void. Then the crowd saw Xia Fan's violent body suddenly lunge forward. His hand reached out, transforming into a demon dragon claw, striking toward Lin Feng, seemingly intending to tear him apart.
The crowd was stunned by this sudden turn of events, then understood inwardly. They silently lamented Lin Feng's bad luck. Having just been assassinated by the Emperor-Slaying Alliance's killers, he was now the nearest person to Xia Fan and had become the target of his venting. Xia Fan had clearly seen the mockery in everyone's eyes and felt extremely stifled with nowhere to vent. Since Lin Feng, who was closest to him, was also smiling, he wanted to take out his anger on Lin Feng. A cultivator at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm—if Xia Fan killed him, so be it. How dare he mock him? Seeking death!
Lin Feng was also stunned. The other party's domineering dragon claw arrived in an instant, leaving him no time to think. He raised his palm, gathering tremendous momentum, and struck out toward the other party's hand. An explosive force landed on Lin Feng's palm, as if trying to crush his bones.
Lin Feng's body was blasted backward. After stabilizing himself, he felt a burning pain in his arm. His eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent. Using him as a punching bag, were they?!
Light flickered, and a bow with cracks appeared in Lin Feng's hand—the Sunset Bow.
Without a word, he drew the bow and nocked an arrow. The arrow instantly broke through the air, shooting toward Xia Fan with killing intent. In his eyes, there was a bloodthirsty cold gleam. Having just been hunted by assassins, with his injuries still fresh, and now suffering this unprovoked disaster, aggravating his wounds again—he also had anger to vent!