"I just contacted the teams nearby. One responded immediately and is heading toward us."
A team member replied, boosting everyone's confidence in the process. Outside the cave, the pack of war mastiffs growled low as Esoteric Cultists clad in Black Lotus Armor drove them forward. They surged again and again, trying to cross the boundary Wu Tao had drawn with his Azure Thunder arrows.
"No need to rush. I have plenty of arrows, and these war mastiffs aren't a threat."
Wu Tao remained calm. He drew his bow at astonishing speed, as though it took no effort at all, his arms almost a blur.
The sharp arrows wreathed in azure light seemed guided with pinpoint precision, blowing apart the heads of the war mastiffs, whose vitality was extraordinarily tenacious.
His mind was clear as a mirror. The Esoteric Cultist occupying the outer perimeter was trying to find the maximum range of his attacks.
"My Sky Imperial Arrow Style is an ancient tradition. It focuses on using energy to control arrows."
Wu Tao sneered inwardly. His opponent was ignorant and didn't understand how the Sky Imperial Arrow Style was practiced.
Once one's Life Force surpassed the fifty-point threshold, one could condense one's aura into "arrow momentum."
As long as the Internal Circulation continued and the mind remained intensely focused, arrow momentum could pour down like a torrential rain.
If Wu Tao reached Professional Level, condensed his Life Force into a crystal, and completed his transformation beyond the mortal body,
then he could stack his arrow momentum even further, multiplying its power.
According to legend, the Martial Champion who had come closest to the end of the Martial Path had fired off ninety-seven thousand stacked arrows before shooting a star apart with a single strike.
"There's no point hiding in there. I