Boom!
With the Right Chancellor's command issued.
The Wan-Kong Cosmos camp boiled over; countless terrifying auras tore through the void, rending the universe, annihilating all directions.
At the forefront of the army, one massive bolt-thrower after another was pushed out, aiming at the Great Wall, gathering power, ready to fire.
These crossbows were ten thousand zhang long, covered in countless profound patterns, glimmering with a ghostly cold light, incomparably sharp, able to pierce all things. Those of weaker cultivation would feel a stab of pain in their eyes from a single glance.
"Loose!"
A commander drew his war-sword and shouted loudly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The dense volleys of bolts tore through the air like wraiths walking in darkness, carrying the power of destruction, shattering vast swathes of starry sky, landing with precise accuracy upon the Great Wall.
