Thud!
The Elder of the Holy Creek Sect fell to his knees. There were so many arrows sticking out of his body that his joints no longer functioned as they were supposed to. Despite his will, his limbs refused to even budge anymore; his body was at its limit.
But despite this, he was nowhere close to dying; blood vigorously flowed through his body and his lungs showed no signs of slowing down. This was only natural; cultivation wasn't merely the accumulation of profound energy within one's self but it was also tempering the body like a blade, improving its performance in almost every aspect. To someone who was just about to step in the Bone Forging Realm, those kinds of injuries alone would never be fatal.
"I might run out of arrows before this guy dies." Yun Lei muttered softly enough that only Hunlang Zhenzhen was able to hear him. "Can I just use my aura and finish him off?"
"Patience, boy. Patience. He will not last long."
