Of course, Lei Dong figured the reason White Bone Devil Lord hadn't come in person was also thanks to how cleanly they'd handled things in the Chaotic Sea last time. Apart from Black Iron Tower, who had surrendered, not a single Living Soul from White Bone Hall had escaped. They still didn't understand where his side's true strength lay. Even so, White Bone Hall was formidable indeed—worthy of being one of Zhao Prefecture's overlords. In such a short time, they had already pinpointed Lei Dong's group.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Lei Dong stood at the stern of the Flying Boat, calmly considering the battle ahead. Flying Boats were protected by large shields that could, to some extent, obstruct the intrusion of divine sense, making it difficult to gauge an opponent's true strength. Charging straight into battle in a fit of hotheadedness would be far too reckless and could lead to an irreparable mistake.
Both his experience leading troops into battle and his own reasoning told Lei Dong the same thing: know yourself and your enemy, and you can win a hundred battles. He admitted his side was strong. Black Iron Tower and Qian Luo, the two Golden Core powerhouses, were fierce fighters. He and Tantai Bingyun were also both terrors who wouldn't lose out in the slightest to Golden Core Early Stage Cultivators. As for Shangguan, Old Zhao, and Qing Niangzi, the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they were fully equipped with spirit artifacts and stood out among their peers. Though they might struggle against Golden Core Cultivators, they could easily handle Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
The only real pity was that although everyone had completed the Blood Sacrifice of their Upper Grade Spirit Ghosts, they hadn't had time to raise them. Their Ghost Servants couldn't help much. Otherwise,