"You must stay on your guard. Keep watching those people from the Central Saint Palace, and don't let your guard down for a moment... Above all, don't fall into their trap!"
Ying Ming Hao's low, grave warning abruptly exploded like thunder in the minds of Lin Zihan, Liu Jingyuan, Wang Teng, Gu Xinghai, and the others. They shuddered, instantly snapping out of their daze.
Yet the eyes of Lin Zihan, Wang Teng, and the others merely flickered before returning to normal. Their expressions remained unruffled, as though nothing had happened.
Just then, an earth-shaking sound rang out: "Crack!"
An enormous bolt of white lightning, like a colossal dragon, tore through the sky and slammed into the battlefield. Its dazzling radiance illuminated heaven and earth, exposing every figure on both sides with nowhere to hide.
The sudden thunderbolt was like a horn sounding the call to battle, heralding the start of a breathtaking clash.
"Kill! Slaughter them to your hearts' content!"
Ying Ming Hao and Jin Bei roared in unison. Like fierce tigers descending a mountain, they charged straight east, their momentum soaring like a rainbow, unstoppable.
Faced with such a ferocious charge from Ying Ming Hao and the others, the surrounding enemies did not panic. Instead, they remained exceptionally calm.
They methodically formed defensive ranks and issued an order: "Loose arrows!"
In an instant, countless arrows swept toward them like a plague of locusts, filling the sky and blotting out the sun in an unending, torrential downpour.
The arrows flew at incredible speed, whistling through the air with terrifying power.
Everyone's heart clenched at the sight, and they could not help drawing sharp breaths.
But they were veterans of countless battles. Not daring to hesitate, they unleashed their most closely guarded techniques, defending with all their strength against wave