Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——
Arrows, each glinting with a cold edge, were shot towards An Shitong and his companions. The thirty-six archers were all masters of the bow, and their combined barrage was terrifyingly powerful.
An Miaoke and the other two were pale with fright, each like a startled bird; faced with such a formation, they stood no chance of resistance.
Thanks to the aid of a mysterious, powerful supporter in the shadows, An Shitong remained composed, a behavior Tangyu admired. With a wave of Tangyu's hand, a surge of power flowed directly into An Shitong's body, instantly granting him immense strength. With this newfound power, An Shitong felt his Realm rapidly ascending, halting only when he reached the Ninth Layer of the Mystic Law Realm.
