Boom!
Zhang San was sent flying. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to notice. He held his bow in one hand and pulled the bowstring with the other while looking around warily.
"Zhang San, if you obediently surrender, you can suffer less." A voice seemed to echo from all directions at the same time. "Even if you resist stubbornly, you won't be able to escape. You will only suffer more. What's the point?"
The voice was as cold as ice, without any emotion. "You are not our target. It's unwise to lose your life because of this!"
"You want to use me to threaten His Highness? Dream on!" Zhang San shouted. The arrow beam shot out by the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow weaved a large net in the air, almost seamlessly enveloping the direction where the sound came from.
The surface of Zhang San's body shone brightly, and it was as if a sun had exploded in his dantian.
