"Step back."
Ai Cangsheng's expression was icy, his movements slightly paused, yet the lingering essence of his hand seal did not dissipate.
He continued to gaze into the distance at the Western Region, surveying the last wave of arrow rain suppressing the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, paying no heed to the actions of the Elemental Divine Envoy.
There was only one word of counsel.
The temperament of Ai Cangsheng required no intelligence reports from figures like Li Fugui—for at this moment, the people of the five regions all knew:
Once the arrow is nocked, it must be released!
"Ai Cangsheng!"
Zhong Yuanzi shouted, his booming voice trembling as his outspread hands and ten fingers began to quiver. "Listen to me—there's no need for this! You've succumbed to the influence of the Blood World Pearl!"
But the man confined to his wheelchair remained unmoved. After completing the final step of the hand seal, he murmured softly:
