Good!
This single word rang out like the furious shout of Heavenly Gods, shaking the nine heavens and echoing endlessly.
Fang Wang and Thousand Eyes Great Saint exchanged glances and simultaneously vanished into thin air. In an instant, day and night switched as the star-filled sky disappeared, with the transition happening in the blink of an eye.
Before anyone could react, an overwhelmingly powerful gust bore down from the horizon, flipping many people over onto the ground.
Dugu Wenhun instinctively turned his head, his black hair whipped about by the fierce wind, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Thousands of miles away, Thousand Eyes Great Saint raised his right palm, from which countless eyes spat out an uncountable shower of arrows made of ice. The massive onslaught was like a glacial river from ancient times, covering hundreds of miles.