The "Fleeting Light Shield" formed by the frenzied spinning of two shadow warriors suddenly came to a grinding halt as if a swiftly revolving carriage wheel had been impaled on an iron rod.
Before Imam Manali could register shock in his eyes, a blood flower burst forth from his neck. This minor episode hardly caught anyone's attention, because almost simultaneously, a deluge of arrows descended from the sky like a waterfall, piercing Imam Manali's frail body with unerring accuracy.
Like a blade of grass repeatedly hammered by a giant mallet, the dense and continuous arrow cascade smashed Imam Manali's body to pieces in the blink of an eye.
Flesh, tendons, and bone fragments exploded like a mince fountain from a Demon Clan meat grinder, casting a wide spray of blood in all directions.