Boom!
A deafening blast erupted, and terrifying force spread across the ground in every direction.
The surrounding ruins shuddered and bounced. Although his lack of proficiency meant the attack was not as powerful as when Otu used it himself,
the thousands of Ghost Clan soldiers crowded nearby were still knocked to the ground. Their chests felt tight, and their bodies felt as if they had fallen apart.
Tsui Tanlang had already nocked an arrow and drawn his enormous bow until it curved like a full moon.
The bowstring sang, and the giant arrow shot forward. Friction with the air set it ablaze, turning it into a streak of fire as it hurtled toward Fang Cheng.
Naturally, the arrow was nowhere near fast enough to glow like a falling meteor. The flames were simply a way for Tsui Tanlang to increase its power.
Fang Cheng suddenly punched forward. A torrent of blood gushed from his arm and rapidly gathered into a gigantic fist.
It was not shaped like an ordinary human hand, but like an armored mechanical arm.
The flaming arrow slammed into the fist and pierced straight through it, leaving a hole, but its force was spent before it could penetrate very far.
The enormous mechanical fist charged toward Tsui Tanlang like a heavy truck.
He dodged to the side, but the Ghost Clan soldiers behind him had no time to get away. The giant fist crushed them as they screamed.
The mechanical fist smashed into the buildings ahead and sent a two-story house collapsing.
"Open fire!"
Far away on the city wall, the already-loaded cannons roared again, their thunderous blast echoing across the Inner City.
Danger!
Heart Sense screamed its warning,
and Fang Cheng abandoned the mechanical fist and leaped into the air. Powerful jets burst from his feet