It was yet again twilight, and a star fell from the sky. Several beggars who had taken refuge in the dilapidated temple were utterly terrified and kowtowing outside its gate. Hearing someone asking them a question, one of them stammered out, "S-s... Immortal Master, this is at the outskirts of Fenglin City, and this temple... I... we don't know its name.",This is the Qin army's most representative large-scale lethal Dao technique, a rain of ten thousand arrows.,This power was not something that Zuo Guanglie, with his dwindling strength, could control. He was merely a trigger, a conduit, using his genius and determination to allow the true might of Zhulong to be unleashed into this world, even for a brief moment.。