In the sky, thunderbolt-like arrows of light interwove like rain.
Almost in an instant, the entire sky was woven shut and sealed by the dazzling arrow-light erupting at the same moment.
Those black-tinged crimson arrows of light remained as brilliant as meteors even in broad daylight.
Although the first wave of Sunset Divine Shots had unleashed only a little over forty arrows, there was virtually no interval between the first wave and the second and third waves.
Especially the third wave of Sunset Divine Shots. To the senses of many experts from both armies, the third wave was incredibly swift. It could be said to have been launched later yet arrived first, faster than the second wave, striking the targets together with the first wave.
Then, blood rain poured from the sky like a waterfall!
Three waves of blood rain erupted at once. The sky had been clear for thousands of miles, yet in an instant, blood rain came cascading down.
Bathed in this blood rain, every soldier of the Zhenhai Army nearly greedily and frantically absorbed the strands of mysterious power within it.
They had fought alongside Ye Zhen for years and had long known that the mysterious power contained in this rain of blood from the heavens could rapidly elevate their cultivation.
Especially under these circumstances, where they had the advantage of being closest to the source, their gains were even greater.
Quite a few Zhenhai Army soldiers broke through their bottlenecks on the spot.
Yet even after breaking through, they continued to absorb and refine the mysterious power contained in the blood rain with all their strength.
This was particularly true for an inconspicuous group of warriors scattered among the army, massive bows on their backs.
These were the ascetic priests under Ye Zhen's command. Watching their