The cultivator of Martial Entry into the Dao was fighting for his life, but the two Innate Realm martial cultivators refused to meet him head-on. With a flash, they split apart and attacked from two directions—this was the proper way to fight when outnumbering an opponent, something any experienced cultivator knew.
However, their combat experience still fell short of the battle cultivators'. Among low-level cultivators, battle cultivators placed the greatest emphasis on coordination.
An arrow silently flew in from behind. There was never any talk of courtesy on a battlefield; all that mattered was killing with a single strike.
Yet this arrow was almost too silent—its shooter had originally been a Qi Refining Stage cultivator and was the military equivalent of a sniper. His arrows never missed.
Caught off guard, the cultivator was pierced by an arrow through his back and out his chest. He had used a defensive talisman, but after first being hit by an armor-piercing great arrow and then struck again, this was already the third arrow. His defenses were nearly gone.
In full view of everyone, the man was pierced through the heart by a spear, and a longsword stabbed into his chest as well.
The others shouted as one and charged toward the Flying Boat that had been split in two.
The people aboard the Flying Boat desperately insisted that they were merely passing through and asked whether there had been some mistake, but the attackers ignored them completely, striking without restraint as though they were deaf.
There were around a dozen people aboard the Flying Boat, and they were in an exceptionally passive position. They could not even flee and could only defend at the broken ends of the vessel. Fortunately, that also meant the area they needed to defend was not large, so