Jin Yu stood atop the city wall. He had thought he would be one of the next protagonists, yet Xiong Ba had actually come rushing over of his own accord.
But Xiong Ba said the Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan had imprisoned his son? How had he not known about this?
Everything within the city had been under his control.
In an instant, a thought rose in his mind. There seemed to be some conspiracy at work?
Or perhaps...
"Jin Zhu, just how massive a mess did you make?! And I have to clean up after you! I have to clean up after you!"
In that short span of time, Jin Yu cursed Jin Zhu's ancestors for eighteen generations.
Xiong Ba met Qin Luo's gaze and did not dare move at all. He felt there was a very high chance Qin Luo could not fire another arrow.
"If he were truly that powerful, why would he have had so many Demon Race subordinates self-destruct just now?"
"That was his trump card, and he could only fire it once."
Xiong Ba transmitted his voice to the other bear clan elders, and those elders deeply agreed.
"That's right, the Clan Chief is right. He could only fire that one arrow just now. It is absolutely impossible for him to fire another."
"He must be at the end of his rope now. Let's attack together and take him down!"
"What if... what if he can still fire another arrow?"
"Clan Chief, do you dare gamble?"
Whenever all demons agreed, there would always be a dissenting voice.
Xiong Ba fell silent.
Gamble? He did not dare. That arrow just now had been unstoppable even for a top expert at the Perfected World Lord Realm.
What cultivation did he possess? He had not even reached the