The arrow flew at an ever-increasing speed, turning into a rainbow streak of light, and not just that, during its flight, the rainbow light unexpectedly split, dividing into three.
One was the arrow itself, and the other two were shadowy offshoots, but these two phantom arrows also crazily absorbed nature's spiritual energy, gradually becoming more solid, one of them resembling thunderbolts in their formation, with lightning entwined all around it, and on the left one, there were hurricanes that could hardly be seen with the naked eye swirling, twisting the very air with their roaring!
One arrow split into three, which was hard to believe, exceeding the realm of common sense.
"Boom!"
The three arrows advanced in unison, piercing into the clouds, their might erupting thunderously, and the sky echoed with dull thunder, shaking the back mountain, accompanied by thunderbolts and hurricanes howling, tearing wildly, distorting space.
