This area belongs to a semi-desert, with soft gravel, sparse weeds, and scattered small trees, carrying a sense of desolation.
Not far away, at a small mound.
A figure was constantly shooting arrows into the sky, the high-speed arrows caused a faint red glow due to air friction.
It was Ye Zong.
Chen Shouyi strolled over.
At Ye Zong's feet lay a bundle of arrows. One arrow after another shot out, each one wrapped densely in electric light. Compared to the time when Chen Shouyi saw Ye Zong a year ago, his innate ability had become more powerful, and his control over electricity was now even more adept, as smooth as directing his own arm.
As the arrows shot out, they flew like meteors, even Chen Shouyi's vision couldn't catch them.
Chen Shouyi watched, his expression involuntarily turning slightly serious.
With such terrifying attack power, even if he transformed, it's estimated he would still break through defenses.
