True Venerable Qigou held on for five more days, and only withdrew from the imitation state when Mobius Ring took him into the small world.
Right after that, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The next moment, he raised a hand, condensed the bloody mist into blood beads, and drew them back. "I'm fine. Keeping this mouthful of blood pent up would've been the real trouble."
For a True Venerable to actually cough blood was absolutely humiliating, but he did not care.
Now was not the time to consider face. How to last longer in this matter was what mattered most.
After that, more True Venerables threw themselves in one after another, carrying out all kinds of attempts, while others took turns doing divinations...
In the blink of an eye, another half a year passed, and Jing Yuexin had already grown somewhat numb from watching.
She had already realized that these people had basically gone all in—they were absolutely determined to fight the Heavenly Tilting to the bitter end.
As it happened, True Monarch Wenshi wanted to go back for a trip and bring two more small worlds over to conduct a deeper level of matching.
She asked the Great Monarch to pass a message to her main body. "Tell her to focus on cultivating. They need manpower here."
No matter how short on manpower they were, could they really be short one newly advanced Out-of-Body cultivator? True Monarch Wenshi could only nod. "You're not going back with me?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Great Monarch, but I'm only a clone," True Venerable Jing replied solemnly.
"I can't be of much help, but keeping them company... that much, I can still do."
In the blink of an eye, another three months passed. On this day, Mobius Ring suddenly gave