"Swish, swish, swish—!!"
A series of powerful and forceful arrows continuously pierced the air, whistling as they flew into the cave.
Under the setting sun, Xiahong Yuanyu took shelter behind the shadow of a large tree, coldly observing the dim cave.
He had brought more than twenty cultivators from Prince Cheng Mansion, who were all talented guest elders. In the past, all these twenty people would have made it into Beiyuan Mountain.
But now, the entry threshold for Beiyuan Mountain was too high, and only four had been admitted.
These twenty-plus individuals were all adept in martial arts, and at this moment, relying on iron embryo bows and arrows forged from fine iron, they were wielding some of the deadliest weapons found among mortals.
Each of the four could shoot without missing, equivalent to divine archers among mortals!
After firing three rounds, the four stopped.
However, the arrows were still on the string, aimed at the cave.
"How is it?" Xiahong Yuanyu whispered.
