In that instant, Ye Mengyao's beautiful eyes changed at once, as though nebulae were swirling within them. A gray aura emanated from her body and merged into the void.
At this moment, she seemed to have transcended this space, concealing herself in the formless. Her spiritual power spread out, permeating every corner of the void and extending dozens of kilometers in every direction.
Whoosh!
A gray energy arrow shot forth. It had almost no form and disturbed no air currents, like an arrow from beyond the heavens—soundless and invisible, killing without leaving a trace.
Its speed was astonishing as well. Within a few breaths, it had arrived before Xia Ping.
"What kind of archery is this?"
Xia Ping's pupils contracted. The sense of danger in his body surged to its peak, and he felt as though he had been targeted by a King, as if every one of his spiritual senses had failed.
He could sense that this gray energy arrow contained an incomparably terrifying penetrative force, as though it could even pierce through space. If he took it head-on, even his Northern Underworld Body Protection Art might not be able to withstand it.
Whoosh!
Xia Ping immediately used the Kunpeng Step. Transparent wings grew from his back, and at the critical moment, he dodged in time, shifting sideways over a hundred meters and narrowly evading the arrow.
With a boom, the gray energy arrow flew into the distance, piercing through more than a dozen mountains in succession without a sound. Fist-sized holes appeared in the bodies of the mountains, their edges exceedingly smooth, as though the stone had been instantly annihilated and reduced to dust.
Yet the surrounding rocks had not been shattered. One could imagine just how highly condensed the gray energy arrow's power was, with virtually no