The Black Armored Battle Team was famous throughout the Immortal Realm. Its members wore identical black armor, carried standard-issue spears, and practiced the same cultivation technique. They had trained in battle formations since childhood, so their ranks were perfectly uniform, the whole formation moving as one.
Most unusual of all, their black armor had been forged from special materials. When they formed a battle formation, the armor fused into a single whole. In other words, they could share the damage they took. Unless an attack exceeded their limits all at once, there was no way to harm them.
From Zhao Gao's explanation and what they had seen with their own eyes, Ling Tian and the others now understood how formidable the Black Armored Battle Team was. Wen Jian and Xiao Shi had no countermeasure. When they heard Hua Min'er's suggestion, they all turned to look at Ling Tian, wanting to know how he would respond.
Ling Tian smiled faintly and nodded. "That's right. I know a few ways to deal with them, but there are so many people around us. I'm afraid they won't give us a chance to use them."
"Then we'll have to try anyway. We can't just sit here and wait to die." Thousand Hands Granny frowned and glanced in every direction. "Ling Tian, do your best. Wen Jian and I will hold off the others' attacks for you."
Wen Jian wasted no time. He flashed over to Thousand Hands Granny's side, showing his position through his actions.
"All right. Do your best to buy me some time. I'll give it a try." Ling Tian nodded, then looked at Hua Min'er. "Min'er, join me. You haven't forgotten how to master the soul song all these years, have you?"
At that, Wen Jian and the others' eyes lit