The White Arrow with Golden String silently maintained a steady state, but Erye Yinzhu's hands, covered by the huge mechanism, were already gripping the operating rods beneath the crossbow. His entire body rotated instantly around the base, silently adjusting the angle of the crossbow. The crossbow arrow, flickering with a ghostly white light, pointed directly at the two golden figures that were no longer swaying but approaching rapidly.
"Kill—" A near-mad roar erupted from Ye Yinzhu's eyes as they burst forth with two dazzling starlights, his hands coming together in front of his chest, his eyes full of chaotic divine light. The faint aura of energy kept rising, each increase emitting an extremely dangerous presence. Ye Yinzhu's stable Spiritual Imprint abruptly released an overwhelmingly strong desire to kill, even overshadowing the innate murderous aura of the God-killing Crossbow.
