The trials set by the Spirit Generals were far from over, and soon Han Wu faced the second challenge. Another Spirit General, tainted by the black oil, appeared. Though the viscous substance clung to him from head to toe, his handsome face remained untouched. His weapon of choice was a bow.0

Han Wu could tell that the Spirit General before him was from the Archer caste and immediately transformed into his Iron Stupa form to defend against the incoming arrows.0

The Spirit General launched a volley of nine arrows, each embedding itself about one centimeter into Han Wu’s armor. Fortunately, none penetrated the Iron Stupa’s heavy plating.0

Han Wu’s breathing eased slightly. So far, no enemy had broken through the Iron Stupa’s armor....0