Everyone dared not lower their guard. Tensing up one by one, they hunched over and groped their way forward cautiously.
Swish, swish, swish!
Three arrows came flying straight at them. Fortunately, everyone was crouched down; the three sharp arrows swept over their heads with a fierce gust of wind. It was impossible to tell what material the arrows were made of, but after several thousand years, they still possessed a terrifying lethality.
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