A hint of bitterness tinged Huan Yan's smile. "...I don't know."
Gong Qi raised an eyebrow slightly. "You don't know?"
Not knowing even the enemy's circumstances meant they were either too weak or too foolish.
Either way, it was hardly something to be happy about.
Huan Yan seemed to see through Gong Qi's thoughts and frankly admitted, "There are too many devil cultivators. Our defeat came like a mountain collapsing; we have been beaten back again and again... Even now, we have never figured out their true strength."
Gong Qi glanced at Gong San.
Gong San understood at once and smiled. "What do you want to do?"
"Looks like we can only fight."
Gong San spoke boldly. "When the time comes, worst case, we'll just slaughter our way through."
Thanks to the River of Space-Time, Gong San and Gong Qi had both gained a few more traces of arrogance in their bones.
Of course, that was only on the surface.
The caution in their bones could not be discarded.
Gong San's words had also struck right at Gong Qi's thoughts.
After learning about the remaining human cultivators from Huan Yan and Dai Jun, Gong Qi was willing to forge a good bond and use the ten days before the evil cultivators attacked to set up a sturdier defensive formation for them.
But... that was all.
When the last streak of white vanished beneath the black sky, devil cultivators with all manner of faces blanketed the heavens overhead.
The human cultivators wore grave expressions. Not a shred of hope could be seen in their eyes, yet they still prepared to make a last stand, gambling their lives on one final fight.
By comparison, Gong Qi and Gong San remained rather calm.
Almost the instant they saw the army of devil cultivators,