Myriad arrows reversed their course and vanished into the void.
Every last one of them dissipated without a trace.
The night sky was now clear, and the moonlight fell upon Li Shui Lake, its surface shimmering.
The calm lake was like a mirror, reflecting the countless stars above.
The skyful of flying arrows had simply vanished into nothingness.
Beside Li Shui Lake.
The people gazed up at the sky, unable to calm the turmoil in their hearts for a long time.
Especially Elder Li!
Witnessing this scene, he clenched his fists in excitement, the blood boiling in his chest. "One arrow to break all techniques! As expected of the Sword God's junior brother. He truly has the air of an archery grandmaster!"
'I can't even imagine how powerful the sect that trained the two of them must be...'
