章 171: The Soldiers’ Mound

Ye Futian's gaze seemed to penetrate through the heavy fog. Looking beyond the fog, Ye Futian finally laid eyes on the scene that was unfolding. His expression changed drastically before yelling, "Look out!" He had only just spoken when tens of thousands of arrows whisked through the air straight toward them like a meteor shower, covering the entirety of the sky above. In an instant, figures lifted into the air one by one.

Next to Qian Yang, Zhao Han, Shi Tong, and others stepped forward. Sword intent cut through the air as a huge ax flew forward destroying the wave of arrows headed for them.

"Let's go," Qian Yang called out before he ran ahead. The cultivators from the other groups also sped up, moving at the speed of light.