Just when the three lights appeared, Meng Qi felt the sky become dimmer. The inside used to connect and combine with the outside, and the external world used to turn into his own imagery. All this had been completely shattered to pieces.
In his senses, he saw an arrow made out of condensed golden lights pierce through the sea of Vital Qi, through layers and layers of the void, and light up the boundless darkness. It moved very fast and imposed such a constriction on Meng Qi's senses. It looked formidable like a Dharma and Logos of heaven and earth. Meng Qi felt like he could not resist or dodge it!
"What a terrifying arrow!"
Meng Qi was haunted by that terrible feeling. He could not raise his killing desire or his spirit. His hand that was holding the blade was trembling!
"Is this what a grandmaster using a Top Grade or even Exquisite Precious Weapon can do to me?" he thought.
