Wenren Sheng had plenty of time.
For them to dig down to where he was and solve all the various problems along the way at their current level, they would need at least five hundred years.
Reaching his location would only be the beginning.
Once they dug into the Spirit-Sealing Land, they would no longer be able to rely heavily on the immortals' power.
The immortals could only provide logistical food supplies.
But within the Spirit-Sealing Land, the mortals would have to rely on themselves.
All kinds of tools that required spiritual energy to operate would no longer be usable.
Of course, they still held an absolute advantage.
The immortals could still support those mortals with vast amounts of food and mineral resources.
However, the greatest problem would then arise:
Were they really going to rely on a group of mortals without divine senses or supernatural abilities to deal with someone whose appearance and features they did not know, except that he was a martial arts master? And there were other problems as well.
For example, most of these mortals would soon slack off...
Yes, slack off.
Without needing anyone to teach them, they would learn to maintain bandits for their own benefit, just like Liaodong in the Great Ming...
Once they caught him, would there still be endless food to eat and endless pills to use?
Moreover, the mortal kings would have all sorts of demands as well.
Most people would not be able to gain much benefit.
Only a small minority would be able to earn merit.
The rest would simply drift along and survive in the Spirit-Sealing Land.
Wenren Sheng had long since calculated everything.
It was fine for them to dig down to the rock layer where he was.
After all, although the scale of the