Muria, holding the Starfall bow in his hand, watched a ghost battleship trying to escape by breaking through space. The glowing thunders and flames on his body surged towards the bowstring, condensing an arrow.
Whoosh——
Muria released his palm, and the arrow, over a hundred meters long, was shot out with a thunderous sound. After flying hundreds of meters, it split into smaller arrows of varying sizes, shooting towards the wildly escaping ghost fleet.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
These diverse arrows penetrated the ships from the rear and exited from the front. Then, the chain of explosions reverberated in the sky, blowing up all the ghost ships.
The radiant golden lightning arc and flames swallowed all the ghost warships, not leaving a fragment. Some even exhibited a divine radiance that purified the fragments of the ghost ships.