Liu Yuan stood to one side, his heart pounding with fear as he listened.
He had known that the lands beyond their domain were dangerous, but he had never imagined they could be this perilous.
The Law-Binding Forbidden Land, the Void Burial Ground, Space Predators...
They had actually encountered all these deadly places and vicious beasts that existed only in ancient texts.
Liu Yuan secretly counted his blessings. Fortunately, the senior had prepared ample trump cards for them. Otherwise, not one of the nine would likely have returned.
When Mo Yun reported that the Divine Asura Domain had issued the Supreme Conscription Order, requiring every subordinate domain to assemble all cultivators at the hunyuan realm and above within a thousand years and stand ready for deployment at any moment, the news hit them hard.
The atmosphere in the hall instantly froze.
"A thousand years..."
"How long did your return journey take?" Zhou Ming asked.
"Senior, our return journey went smoothly, without any delays. It took nearly a hundred years," Mo Yun answered respectfully.
A hundred years.
That meant fewer than nine hundred years remained.
Zhou Ming's gaze grew profound.
Nine hundred years was neither long nor short.
Once the realm lords of the Ten Great Dao Realms answered the Divine Asura Domain's summons and departed with the elite forces of their respective worlds, things would change.
All that remained would be ten empty shells.
Even if he could take them with ease, retrieving those people from the Divine Asura Domain's battlefields and bringing them under his control would undoubtedly introduce countless uncertainties.
More importantly, Zhou Ming did not want to make unnecessary contact with the Divine Asura Domain's other da luo true realm cultivators prematurely over such a minor matter.
What he needed now was steady growth.
Thus, before they