Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Dozens of dense, serpent-shaped crossbow bolts shot out in unison, hissing like venomous snakes flicking their tongues as they lunged to bite Han Wang.
As an elite of the Black Tiger Camp, Han Wang had long been prepared for this.
With a shift of his feet, he kicked more than a dozen soldiers' corpses from the ground into the air.
They were not meant to block the crossbow bolts, but to serve as footholds for moving through the air.
Swish, swish, swish—
Han Wang leaped up, stepping on the corpses as he twisted and darted through the air, evading most of the dozens of incoming serpent bolts.
He blocked the rest with the specially made armor and protective gear on his body.
"How is this possible!? How could Tiger Chasing Cultivators in this place have an expert like this?"
An ordinary cultivator accompanying the army simply could not pull off what Han Wang had just done. He was clearly an elite from the Tiger Chasing side.
"Damn it! If the Serpent Crossbows miss, the Human Lightning won't be able to track the target!"
After one volley from the Serpent Crossbows, they began reloading.
"A fourth-level cultivator—I'll kill him!"
Just as the Eastern Wilderness side was preparing to act, two figures who had long since crept close suddenly sprang out to attack.
"Not good, there—"
Splat!
Before an Eastern Wilderness cultivator could finish speaking, his body was crushed apart by an immense force.
After Yang Guanfeng instantly killed that sixth-level cultivator, he immediately rushed toward the two late-stage Eighth Level Qi Gathering cultivators on the Eastern Wilderness side.
"You're courting death!"
"Arrogant!"
The two flew into a rage and immediately hurled out two spells.
Yang Guanfeng neither dodged nor evaded. Using his body as a shield, he endured