"Kill!"
The leading barbarian squinted his eyes slightly and waved his hand.
Immediately, the dense barbarians on the cliff began to move, each brandishing a long spear and throwing it towards Xu Guang.
Like a thunderstorm, the multitude of spears formed a rain of arrows in the air.
The sheer number seemed to be imbued with some kind of Summoning Technique, the spears filled with the curse of the Ancient God, as if they could suppress the heavens and earth.
Once they landed, even Xu Guang would find it impossible to escape from this power of suppression from the Ancient God in a short time.
At the same time, these barbarian soldiers quickly charged towards Xu Guang. All of them were at least Fifth-Grade Barbarians, with many having already formed Barbaric Patterns.
Xu Guang reached out, freezing the void, gracefully passing through the countless spears.
Touchdown.
Everything resumed.
