Shi Yu and Pang Shan looked up.
"Vitality and blood are under 300,000, probably around 290,000."
"Who knows whether anyone else forcefully raised theirs too?"
Feeling the somewhat unsteady vitality and blood within him, Pang Shan was displeased.
"At the very least, it'll set our progress back half a year. It might even take a full year to temper this unsteady vitality and blood until it's solid again!"
"We have to kill every last one of them to vent the hatred in my heart!"
Pang Shan muttered to himself, growing angrier the more he thought about it.
He had never expected to be schemed against by the Foreign Races!
Shi Yu raised his head and glanced at the hourglass overhead.
He had noticed something different.
The sand in the hourglass was flowing much more slowly.
"Get ready. I feel like we've gained quite a bit more time!"
"If we're going to act, we need sufficient confidence. We need to unite the others."
Tao Jianli emerged from the shadows, accompanied by two other top Heavenly Prides who had comprehended Martial Dao True Meaning.
"Five people? Where are the rest?"
Pang Shan was furious.
"Can you give us a definite answer? What exactly are we doing?"
Shi Yu looked at the three of them.
"How much vitality and blood do you have?"
"130,000."
"150,000."
"180,000."
The three of them stated their vitality and blood in turn.
Hearing this, Pang Shan looked at Tao Jianli and the others, disappointment in his eyes.
If these people had possessed the courage to raise their vitality and blood as they had, their chances of winning would have been much greater.
But that was their choice, and he had no right to say much.
Still, he felt rather unhappy.
This greatly reduced their chances of victory.
Shi