Three flying shuttles silently circled two hundred meters above ground, revolving around An Jing and the Fallen Pit as their center. The patterns on the surface of the shuttles flickered, subtly connecting to form a battle formation. In that instant, it seemed as though the power of the Three Elements Suppressing Mountains hovered overhead, as if a massive mountain had fallen out of thin air, restricting any aerial movement, prohibiting any maneuver, making every action as laborious as shouldering mountains and wading through water, rendering them immobile.
Clearly, they came prepared, perhaps specifically to suppress and capture Zhou Changhe. However, the other party had anticipated something was amiss and fled the encirclement but had inadvertently run into An Jing, who was following closely behind.
The three flying shuttles had no intention of communicating with An Jing. Signals flickered between them, as if discussing whether the person on the ground was indeed their target.
