C240 Dark Luxman

"Fire the arrows! I refuse to believe that punk can't be killed!"

Zhao Changyi snapped out of his shock in the void, his gaze fixed on the distant Ye Lan. A mix of shock and rage surged within him as he abruptly raised his hand and bellowed the command.

Surrounding the Palace of Prince Zhao, hundreds, perhaps thousands of the prince's elite warriors nocked their bows once more