Volley Fire (Ten Thousand Characters Daily)

Looking down, even experts of Xuan Zi and Du Busi's caliber could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

The Ming Capital Imperial Palace below seemed to have become a forest of metal.

Thick cannon barrels protruded from the buildings one after another, intense light already flickering within their muzzles. They were clearly charging up.

Even the smallest of these massive cannons had a caliber exceeding a foot. Xuan Zi spotted one of the largest, whose muzzle had a diameter of more than two meters.

Even with his limited understanding of Soul Tools, he could tell that these were at least eighth-grade Soul Tools! There might even be Fixed Soul Devices among them.

"Where are the people from the Dou Ling Empire?"

Xuan Zi and Du Busi's expressions changed. Du Busi shouted sharply.

At this point, how could Xuan Zi not know what to do? He immediately roared, "Retreat!"

The Shrek Academy experts had long been warned by Xuan Zi. At his call, they all feinted, broke away from the battle, and swiftly withdrew.

The Titled Douluo streaked through the air like meteors chasing the moon, vanishing beyond the distant horizon.

Zhongli Wu raised a hand, signaling his subordinates not to pursue.

He lowered his head and glanced at the densely packed cannon muzzles below, and even his scalp tingled slightly.

The Sun Moon Empire had never been something that could be manipulated at will.

The enormous anti-air array awakened like a slumbering beast, standing above the Imperial Palace and preparing to meet the coming challenge.

These anti-air arrays consisted of hundreds, even thousands, of high-precision, high-powered Ranged Soul Tools.

They stood in orderly rows like a Steel Forest, every inch of space radiating a chilling killing intent.

When the command was issued, the muzzles of every