C592 3000 Worry Silk

"If the Immortal King is so powerful, how can he win this battle?"

Ye Daoxuan's arrow had failed, and he could not help but feel greatly dejected. Seeing the desolate immortal king closing in on him with his boundless pressure, he actually felt despair in his heart.

"No, we can't just sit there and wait for death! Since I can't, then I might as well first withdraw my defensive array