Nearly three hundred feet away, a handsome young man was seen standing on the top of a wall. He was clad in a long silver robe, with a white cloak behind him. Besides him stood tens of men with different heights and clad in black clothes. They were now staring forward like they had just seen a ghost.
Never in their wildest dreams they could have imagined that Wu Qi and the others would manage to survive the collapse of these giant rock walls. Yet, Wu Qi's movements were as quick as a sudden thunderbolt. When he pushed away the rocks and came back up to the ground, all these men were awestruck. And in just this brief mindless moment, nine steel bolts came whistling in their way.
The silver robed young man cried out in shock. He swayed his body and fell off from the top of the wall in a sorry state.
