The area within a hundred meters is covered in yellow oil, ready to ignite with a spark, spreading quickly like gasoline.
"Sizzle!"
He Xia pulled a spear from a corpse and charged forward, the spearhead dragging across the ground, leaving a three-meter-long fiery trail.
"Boom!"
The oil ignited, engulfing the area within a hundred meters, all the way to the city walls, everything caught fire.
"Ah—Ah—"
A sea of flames raged below the city tower, screams arose, the scene was beyond gruesome.
"Archers, prepare." Seeing the enemy army halt, He Xia immediately raised his right hand, commanding the archers to prepare. Seizing this moment when they haven't reacted yet, the first round must annihilate one-third of their numbers.
With no reaction, it's the perfect opportunity. The bows are Emperor Instruments, capable of piercing through those so-called cultivators.
"Shoot!"
With the order issued, a volley of arrows filled the sky.
"Thud—Thud—"
"Clang—Clang—"
