That was right. Although the Nine Nether Soldiers' attacks—especially those infused with Death Nether Qi—could destroy bone shields and consume a great deal of White Bone, Ling Tian had previously instructed the cultivators of the Dark Pavilion and Mist Hidden Sect to gather a huge supply. There was enough to last tens of thousands, or even millions, of years. Chi Xue and the others had no reason to worry about running out. If they truly had no White Bone left, then Little White and the others, who were Bone Soul Extremes, would naturally have no use for their abilities.
Thinking of this, everyone admired Ling Tian immensely. After all, he was the one who had instructed the cultivators of the Dark Pavilion and Mist Hidden Sect to gather as much White Bone as they could.
"But I have to say, Little White and the others' bone shields are incredibly sturdy. The Nine Nether Soldiers may not be highly skilled in arrow techniques, but their cultivation realms are high, and they can even use Impact Arrows. Yet those arrow techniques still can't pierce the bone shields. That's why the Nine Nether Soldiers can barely pose any threat to us," Shi Jia said with a sigh. Like him, most of the other cultivators were impressed by the strength of the bone shields Little White and the others had formed.
"Um, two Impact Arrows aren't enough to pierce these bone shields, but Three Consecutive Arrow Strikes should be able to break through, right?" Tu Xian suddenly said. Her brow furrowed slightly as she continued, "From what we've seen so far, it's not impossible that these Nine Nether Soldiers could master Three Consecutive Arrow Strikes, or even Impact Arrow Techniques involving more arrows. If so, many attacks could still reach the formation and pose