Crossbow bolts split the air, pierced the rainy night, tore through the void, and carried with them a chilling gleam that could strike terror into the heart.
When dense clusters of crossbow bolts all shot toward a single person, it was like a torrential downpour—there was no dodging it!
The young master did not dodge.
His sleeves snapped as he moved, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly swept through the air again and again.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Those bolts, each powerful enough to bore through a wall, snapped apart in midair, splinters flying everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, though the first volley had slowed the young master's approach, it was quickly shattered to pieces.
As if he were smashing rotten wood and withered weeds!
That inconceivable sight made the Girl in Military Uniform and the others all change expression.
It was the first time they had ever seen anyone so easily smash through the Divine Shadow Crossbow's dense assault!
However, those guards were all well trained. Though startled, their movements were not slow, and they once again fired a violent, razor-sharp rain of arrows with their Divine Shadow Crossbows.
The young master shook out his robes and strode forward, his momentum like a rainbow, effortlessly shattering these obstacles.
But his brows furrowed slightly.
Because being riddled with crossbow fire had also affected the speed at which he advanced.
Before he could draw any closer, the third rain of arrows had already come sweeping in, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
"Hmph!"
The young master suddenly gave a cold snort. A grim killing intent surfaced on his handsome face, and from his pair of pupils, scarlet as blood moons, wisps of eerie blood-red light began to rise.
A hoarse, low whistle sounded from his lips,