Battlefield Upgrade - Powerful Clan Battlefield

The moment the arrow left the string, Feng Qi knew the target was doomed.

Just as he had expected, the Sun Shooting Arrow tore through space and automatically locked onto its target. Then, where the arrow had vanished, a wisp of blood drifted toward him out of thin air.

This proved that the target had died.

Unfortunately, the incomplete miracle the slain fellow carried had been left behind in the Space Passage. As for where it would end up, he had no way of knowing.

Perhaps one day in the future, it would become an opportunity for another race to rise.

Similar situations had occurred many times throughout history. Quite a few factions had suddenly obtained miracles that fell from the sky.

Many races had also died in Space Passages while fleeing for their lives, or, when facing imminent death, chosen to throw their treasures into a Space Passage for random delivery.

These vanished treasures were bound to emerge in the hands of new factions someday. Feng Qi had also once speculated about Zhang Daowen's appearance.

He believed that when Zhang Daowen's race had faced a desperate situation, they had used Space Technology to send Zhang Daowen away, causing him to arrive in Star City by accident. Feng Qi did not dwell on these matters and raised a hand.

One of the seven arrows floating behind him shot forth and automatically nocked itself on the bowstring. "Narrator, where is Mo?"

Faced with Feng Qi's question, the narrator fell silent briefly before answering, "At the two o'clock direction, above!"

Feng Qi drew the bowstring and twisted his body. His sharp gaze passed through the dense Ink Moon army and fixed on Mo in the distance. Mo was staring at him in astonishment, seemingly unable to believe the sheer variety of his