The Misty Rain Array was vast and deep. All it produced were tumultuous waves and a loud boom after being struck by the arrow. The array formation itself remained extremely stable.
"Oh?" Hou Yi was very astonished. "You actually managed to withstand the eighth arrow as well without reaching the limit of your array formation?"
Although he was surprised, Hou Yi still flipped his hand and produced the ninth arrow.
The continuous shooting of arrows made it so every arrow was stronger than the last. By the ninth arrow, the strength would have accumulated to a perfect state, as if all the strength was stacked together. The ninth arrow's might was clearly much more elevated than the eighth arrow's, and its might directly reached the Heavenly Dao realm.
"Hum." When the arrow was strung onto the bow, its might accumulated, causing the surrounding space to tremble. Hou Yi cast his gaze on Qin Yun.
"Oh?"
