Amidst the chaos of battle, Ji Xinghuo suddenly felt a surge of danger in his mind, his brow throbbing wildly as Myriad Phenomena was involuntarily stimulated.
In an instant, the world became quiet.
Everything on the battlefield slowed down, and Ji Xinghuo could clearly see everyone around him: Highlanders, mercenaries, Biao Clan members, each one of them engaged in blood-soaked combat, as well as the corpses on the ground and those severely injured and on the brink of death who were wailing in agony, their screams forming sound waves.
He sharply turned his head, locking onto the source of danger.
From over three hundred meters away, a Fifth Rank Legendary Biao Clan member had repelled his opponent, picked up a Highlander's long spear, and hurled it toward him.
