Hearing this, Zhi Guang looked at the one who had asked.
Then he replied, "We will continue until the higher-ups issue new orders."
A trace of helplessness appeared in the eyes of the other three.
"Still no news from the other teams?"
Another person asked.
The last person shook his head.
"It is the same. They are all wandering aimlessly. Perhaps that being who slipped into the rear of the battle line has truly left."
"Not necessarily!"
Zhi Guang waved his hand.
"Perhaps we have been too vigilant, making 'him' afraid to strike again."
"In my view, we should search for a few more days. If he still does not act, we can replace us with disciples of lower cultivation. I think the other side does not dare to make a move."
The four of them continued talking, not even bothering to conceal their voices. Lin Xuan heard every word.
"They have said this more than a dozen times today already. I wonder if they are tired from acting."
Lin Xuan watched Zhi Guang and the others indifferently.
His earlier decision not to rashly make a move had been correct.
Zhi Guang and the other three were undoubtedly bait. What was strange was that Lin Xuan had scanned the surroundings yet found no trace of any powerful expert.
This was what puzzled Lin Xuan the most. There was no decisive force around the bait, so what was the point of this bait?
Of course, Lin Xuan would not be foolish enough to think there truly were no backup measures. He simply had not discovered them yet.
"This is troublesome!"
"The cultivation time is right before my eyes, but it seems difficult to obtain."
Lin Xuan was somewhat helpless. The thought of temporarily leaving the rear of the Spirit Mountain battle