The Bone-Eroding Flying Armor saw Wen Qingye trying to flee, and they took to the air, sticking close behind him.
With every leap, Wen Qingye swung his One Thought Sword. A massive Sword Aura would coalesce on its blade before slashing toward the Bone-Eroding Flying Armor.
Each time the light of his sword passed, a swath of the Bone-Eroding Flying Armor would fall, but this was only a small fraction of their total number.
The Bone-Eroding Flying Armor never managed to catch up to Wen Qingye, all thanks to his incredible composure. How could an ordinary Registered Disciple possibly deal with these ferocious creatures so calmly?
In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wen Qingye was already starting to feel the strain. His Primordial Qi was draining at an alarming rate, and even taking a pill wasn't enough to replenish what he was using.
'These Bone-Eroding Flying Armor are huge... Wait!' Something suddenly occurred to Wen Qingye.
