Her hand gripping the saber tightened slightly as her Divine Sense instantly spread out.
Suddenly—
An intense sense of danger assaulted her from behind!
Atop a giant boulder a hundred and fifty yards behind her, Zhao Tianxing had appeared out of nowhere.
The heavy Bengyue Bow in his hands was already drawn into a full moon!
TWANG!
The twang of the bowstring reverberated like muffled thunder.
Three arrows shot out at once!
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The three Black Kite Arrows, pitch-black and carved with complex runes, didn't fly in a straight line.
Instead, they carved three strangely graceful arcs through the air. Shimmering with the heart-stopping radiance of a Lunar Eclipse, they split high, middle, and low, sealing off all of Dongfang Wulei's escape routes!
'This speed... How is that possible?!'
Dongfang Wulei's pupils constricted, and the sneer on her lips froze.
