Chapter 464: What Did You Grow Up Eating?

Qiu Honglei was already seriously injured from the previous arrow, which had struck the lantern. Facing this new arrow, she had no means to defend herself.

Zu An's heart pounded, and he instinctively sat upright. Just then, the Earth Disperser, one of the Eight Dispersers, appeared before her. He pressed his hand into the ground, and the earth rose, forming a massive wall. Despite its thickness, the earthen wall was pierced straight through by the incoming arrow. Before the arrow, the earth, thicker than a city wall, seemed as flimsy as paper.

The Earth Disperser seemed to have anticipated this outcome, for he swiftly conjured a yellowish-brown elemental armor without delay. The arrow was halted by the transparent armor, then spun rapidly, creating a piercing screech as it ground against the shield. Soon after, the armor gave way, shattering completely. However, the arrow, now weakened, was finally caught by the Earth Disperser's clasped hands. Even so, his hands were forced back by the arrow, which embedded itself about an inch into his chest before finally stopping, a testament to the arrow's terrifying power.

Sang Hong remarked, "It seems this Qiu Honglei holds a considerable position within the Demonic Cult, given that even a Disperser would shield her from an arrow."

Zu An chuckled, "What if Miss Qiu is simply too beautiful, and men can't help but be chivalrous? Notice how the female Disperser didn't step in to block it."

Sang Hong was speechless.

Zu An always had an unusual perspective, yet there was some truth to his words.

Sang Qian, standing nearby, scoffed, "Only you would think so lewdly, constantly fixated on matters between men and women."

Zu An rolled his eyes. "As if you're any different. Who was it that got so excited seeing Qiu Honglei they rushed over to greet her?"

Sang Qian's face flushed. He did feel a touch of guilt, realizing that if given the chance, he too would likely have rushed to save Qiu Honglei.

Meanwhile, several Dispersers on the scene, fearing another arrow from the Dark Elf leader, charged towards him, but they were intercepted by other Dark Elves. When the Dark Elf leader retrieved his bow and prepared to fire again, the Demonic Cult members instantly grew tense, swiftly forming a protective circle around Qiu Honglei. As the cult's Saintess, her popularity was second only to the Cult Master. If anything were to happen to her, they would all face severe repercussions.

Unexpectedly, the Dark Elf leader did not aim for Qiu Honglei. Instead, he shifted his aim and fired an arrow directly at the carriage. Given the destructive power the arrow had just demonstrated, the ordinary individuals inside the carriage, whose cultivation had been suppressed, stood no chance of survival. They had two objectives for this mission: to capture Zu An alive if possible, or failing that, to ensure he did not fall into anyone else's hands. Earlier, with the advantage on their side, capturing Zu An for interrogation about the *Phoenix Nirvana Scripture* was paramount. However, with several companions dead and the Demonic Cult gaining the upper hand, snatching Zu An from them in a prolonged fight seemed impossible. If they couldn't acquire him, they would destroy him.

Watching the arrow soar towards the carriage, Qiu Honglei's face drained of color. She desperately wanted to intervene, but she was too far away and too gravely injured to reach them. Zu An's pupils constricted. He quickly grabbed Zheng Dan, no longer concerned about exposing himself.

At that moment, Huang Huihong suddenly surged forward, wrapping his Soul-Snatching Chain around the arrow almost instantly. His incredible eyesight and precision, capable of ensnaring an arrow as swift as lightning, earned the profound admiration of everyone present. However, the arrow's power was clearly not so easily contained. With a shrill, grinding shriek, the Soul-Snatching Chain exploded, snapping into pieces. The broken links struck Huang Huihong, throwing him back as if he'd been hit by a speeding car. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed heavily to the ground, watching in despair as the arrow continued its trajectory towards the carriage.

Just then, a streak of black flame erupted, forming a wall of fire in front of the carriage, intercepting the incoming arrow. The arrow charged fiercely, its rapid rotation attempting to pierce the fire wall. However, the black flames were clearly extraordinary. Soon, tendrils of fire wrapped around the arrow layer by layer, and to everyone's visible astonishment, the arrow began to melt within the flames.

"What kind of flames are those? So powerful!" Everyone present stared wide-eyed, especially the Fire Disperser of the Demonic Cult. He knew his own flames were utterly incapable of stopping that arrow, indicating these flames were of a far superior grade than his own.

At that moment, a beautiful figure landed before the carriage. Her tight-fitting combat attire further emphasized her striking figure. Everyone's eyes involuntarily tracked the movement of her chest. Zu An had a peculiar expression, thinking, "Big Manman, your figure is so distinctive, what's the point of wearing a mask?" It was as if this woman was constantly flaunting her physique. Even without a skirt, wouldn't a loose night suit be more sensible than such tight-fitting attire?

Pei Mianman turned her head and instinctively reached for Zu An to pull him away, only to find it was Sang Qian. She paused, then looked at the real Zu An beside him, dressed as a groom, with Zheng Dan in a vibrant wedding dress beside him, their hands clasped together. Her face immediately fell, and she let out a soft huff. "I thought some people were on the brink of death, but it seems you're living quite comfortably."

"So it's her," Qiu Honglei murmured from afar. She had previously clashed with this woman in Brightmoon City, making her, besides Zu An, likely the most familiar with Pei Mianman among those present. While recalling their past battle, her gaze involuntarily drifted to the other woman's chest. She couldn't help but bite her lip, wondering what the woman had eaten to develop such a figure. Qiu Honglei had always prided herself on her figure, but compared to Pei Mianman, she conceded a few points, at least in terms of bust size.

"Kill Zu An!" the Dark Elf leader commanded, his face pale as he stowed his bow. The three consecutive arrows had clearly exacted a heavy toll, rendering him unable to fire again soon. Upon hearing the command, the other Dark Elves spun around and charged directly towards the carriage.

Sang Qian was terrified. He had only agreed to impersonate Zu An because he believed it would be safer. Now, seeing the unfolding danger, he couldn't care less about appearances. He hastily pointed at Zu An and shouted, "I'm not Zu An, he is! Don't get the wrong person!"

Zu An couldn't help but stare at him, finally shaking his head. "Young Master Sang, you're rather diminishing your own standing with this behavior."

Sang Qian noticed the contempt in Zheng Dan's eyes, and even his father's brows seemed to furrow. He knew his cowardly behavior was somewhat undignified, but at that moment, he cared for nothing else; survival was paramount.