Su Ziji immediately followed. The two of them strolled across the battlefield, where the sounds of slaughter never ceased. Yet this battlefield seemed somewhat different from before. Perhaps because they were closer now, every savage expression on the faces of those fighting could be seen with perfect clarity.
As they went deeper into the battlefield, the sense of reality grew stronger and stronger. Several times, long blades swung down past Su Ziji's side, and he could even feel the foul wind sever several strands of his hair.
Fortunately, they were walking through an area where the fighting was not particularly dense, so such incidents did not occur often.
Aside from watching the battlefield, Su Ziji devoted all his remaining attention to the person beside him.
The Crown Prince, already dead, might not truly have understood these things in life, yet after death, he could glimpse far more. He trudged across the battlefield, stopping from time to time before people fighting desperately for their lives. Then he lowered his head to look at a screaming fallen soldier. The soldier clutched his wound, still unable to pull himself free from the brutal slaughter, when his expression froze.
"A sage's works cast down a legacy without end; the king's enterprise shows his descendants how arduous the road is." Having seen this much, Su Ziji vaguely understood.
Just then, a command suddenly rang out. With a hum, countless arrows shot forth in unison from afar, soaring high before plummeting sharply down, carrying the shriek of tearing air and boundless Killing Intent, irresistible as a tidal wave.
...Had they noticed us? Su Ziji raised his head slightly.
He heard the Crown Prince sigh. In the next instant, as the rain of arrows descended toward them, a transparent barrier abruptly appeared beneath it!
The arrows that