There was no time to gather strength, as several streaks of flowing light intercepted the incoming arrows.
The first arrow broke without effect.
The second arrow halted the incoming force.
Just as the third arrow was about to deflect it, the lightning-fast arrow suddenly split in the middle, releasing a sweet fragrance that burst forth instantly.
Beneath this intense fragrance, the fresh scent Feng Yue had noticed upon entering the stronghold suddenly deepened, as if it were drilling directly into the marrow of her bones.
Wu Feiwen's expression drastically changed. He tried to retreat but found his legs weakened, nearly collapsing to the ground. He barely managed to support himself with the war bow while almost everyone else slumped to the ground.
Although Feng Yue's martial arts were not weak, she was pleased with the fresh scent when she came in and couldn't help but take a deep breath, and now, this refreshing scent continuously spread deep into her bones and meridians.
