The trapped enemies struggled desperately, unable to break free from the tough Celestial Silkworm Silk Net, only able to cry out in despair.
Immediately after, the steel blade in Xie Wen's hand flashed coldly, like a bolt of lightning piercing the enemy's throat and other vital spots.
The blade flashed by, blood gushing out, the enemies screaming in agony. Xie Wen's actions were seamless and clean, each strike claimed an enemy's life, moving effortlessly through the enemy ranks, instilling fear in their hearts.
"Divine Archer" Miao Menlong stood like an aloof War God descended from the heavens, atop a large rock.
His posture was upright, his clothes fluttering violently in the wind. The hard bow in his hand, under his strong arms, slowly drew into a full moon shape, emitting a creaking sound, as if gathering infinite strength.
