Three more days passed.
Ning Zheng continued sitting quietly in the tavern, listening to the battle reports from the front lines.
"Madness, madness! Wan Langu was only the beginning. More than four hundred and thirty True Immortals have fallen already."
Even Ning Zheng had grown numb from the front-line reports.
"This is the final frenzy. The projection of the Time Ancient Tomb will only open for three thousand years. It's about to close."
"Yes. After a while, the spatial turbulence will be smoothed out again, and time will return to the void."
The projection of the Time Ancient Tomb had only opened for three thousand years, which seemed like a very short time.
In truth, if one failed to break through to Esteemed Immortal within those three thousand years, it meant that even if one were given another six thousand or ten thousand years in Multidimensional Space-time, there would be no hope of breaking through to Esteemed Immortal.
On the contrary, continuing such fierce, high-frequency slaughter day and night would drive one completely mad, causing battle-related trauma.
Thus.
During the final ten days, all the cultivators charged forward wildly.
Two more days passed. It seemed the outbreak period had finally arrived, and breakthroughs to Esteemed Immortal began appearing frequently.
Two people broke through in the Immortal World, and another three in the Netherworld. Ning Zheng knew none of these True Immortals' names and recognized none of them.
That was normal.
The Immortal World had a long history. How many True Immortals had become stuck at True Immortal Great Perfection?
Some were core disciples hidden within Esteemed Immortal Sects. Unlike Ink Plum True Immortal, who went out to earn resources, they naturally would not be known by outsiders.
Only after becoming Esteemed Immortals would they become known throughout the world.
But