As soon as An Yiqing issued the order, An Zhifeng and the others immediately sprang into action.
The night was silent, and the Thirteen Blood Generals and the Feng Family Five Brothers moved like ghosts in the midnight, silently infiltrating the Broken Soul Gate headquarters building.
An Yiqing walked in front of the eighteen, her hand tightly gripping the Qingying sword, the pitch-black building seeming as flat ground under her feet.
Suddenly, snap—
The sound of a switch echoed abruptly, and the originally pitch-dark building became as bright as daylight, dozens of glaring white lights unabashedly shining in An Yiqing's direction.
At the same time, the sound of arrows and crossbows erupted from all directions, innumerable mechanical bows and arrows firing towards An Yiqing and the Thirteen Blood Generals without reservation.
