"Retreat!"
"Fall back, quickly!"
"Full retreat!"
After holding out for merely five breaths, Winged Demon Venerable Yituo let out a shrill roar. Enduring a blow head-on, he seized an opening and shot dozens of miles away.
With a flash of Black Light, a black bone bow more than ten meters tall abruptly appeared in Yituo's hands. His spiritual will instantly locked tightly onto Ye Zhen.
He drew the bow to a full moon, and the arrow flew like a meteor!
Whoosh!
A streak of black light seemed to swallow all light between heaven and earth in an instant. Trailing a long afterimage, it blasted toward Ye Zhen.
Almost the instant Yituo's spiritual will locked onto him, an indescribably icy aura slammed into the center of Ye Zhen's forehead.
It was a chilling, painful sensation.
Without the slightest hesitation—or rather, driven by battle instinct—Ye Zhen's figure flickered, and two Mirage Clones abruptly appeared. One Mirage Clone essentially took the initiative to meet the black bone arrow.
The other Mirage Clone and Ye Zhen's true body rapidly retreated.
Boom!
The arrow struck Ye Zhen's Mirage Clone with perfect accuracy, blasting it to pieces!
Yet Yituo had no intention of stopping. His gaze was icy as his arrows flew like meteors. Regardless of the expenditure, he fired arrow after arrow, every shot unleashed with his full strength.
It could be said that even an Early Dao Realm expert would suffer if they received one of these arrows head-on!
Without any hesitation, Ye Zhen's figure flickered again, producing six more Mirage Clones that scattered densely in every direction.
But the moment they split off, Ye Zhen's Mirage Clones were blasted apart one after another.
There was simply too little time left for Ye Zhen. Every few Mirage Clones he created were immediately blown to