Dongfang Bubai flicked a finger, and a flash of silver light vanished in an instant.
A clear "ding" sound echoed.
The cold arrow, struck unexpectedly, changed its trajectory, narrowly missing Jiang Dali's neck.
"Huh!? There's still some damned expert hiding?"
Jiang Dali's whole body bristled, his tiger-like eyes shining brightly as he looked toward the origin of the cold arrow.
A figure dressed in a Flying Fish Uniform emerged from that location.
Almost simultaneously, several long howls sounded, with experts rapidly approaching.
Dongfang Bubai raised an eyebrow, "Should we go or not?"
"Heh, it's about time, of course we should leave! There's no benefit in fighting with these lapdogs!"
Jiang Dali let out a sly laugh and, with a long howl, the Demon Hawk circling in the sky swooped down immediately.
He gathered his energy, his legs bursting with power, and he suddenly leaped into the air.
