The blue phantom of a divine being flickered into existence for a moment before enveloping everyone in the Prince Jing Mansion beneath it.
Indifferent, blurry eyes swept across the scene before the "deity's" lower half suddenly whipped up a tornado, sending sand and stones flying.
"Fire arrows!"
The bowstrings of hand crossbows vibrated, and a torrent of arrows poured down, but those arrows capable of piercing soft armor veered off course when they struck the wind wall.
"Go!" a black-clothed magician exhorted, exhaling as the figure of the god above shattered, and after the wild winds, a group of people had vanished without a trace, leaving only a yard full of arrow shafts.
In their hurried escape,
"Wind Escape Skill! They haven't gone far, split up and pursue!"
Zhou Cang called out in a deep voice as the Jinyi mounted on the walls leaped down.
By listening, one could capture the sound of footsteps suddenly arising in all directions, swiftly fleeing into the night.
