The group retreated several steps, narrowly avoiding the sharp arrows. Just as they steadied themselves, the continual sound of arrows slicing through the air reached their ears.
"Everyone be careful. These must be spirit arrows made of spiritual power. Regular weapons can't stop them. We can only evade them for now."
Sui Zimo's deep voice carried through to everyone's ears.
"Damn!"
As soon as he heard Sui Zimo's words, Lin Changhong cursed loudly.
He had almost failed to dodge in time and was nearly pierced through by an incoming arrow.
Luckily, something tripped him, causing him to stumble and fortunately save his life. He was secretly startled, realizing that this place was truly terrifying.
Squatting down, he picked up the object that had tripped him, intending to see what it was.
But...
When he brought the object to his face, he saw only two blood-red eyes staring directly at him.
"Ah!"
Startled, he threw the object far away.
