Apart from the patrolling cultivators, no other cultivators entered or left. No supplies were delivered. Even the glow of the World-Protecting Grand Formation showed not the slightest fluctuation.
The entire world was like an enormous tomb that had been sealed shut.
Its deathly silence was enough to make one's heart tremble.
"My lord, should we..."
The expert beside him finally could not help asking.
Gantian raised a hand, cutting him off.
"Wait a little longer."
He decided to observe for a while longer.
Another few decades passed in a flash.
Like ghosts in the chaos, Gantian and his companions remained motionless, watching every movement of the Golden Watchtower Great World.
Yet the result was no different from before.
The Golden Watchtower Great World remained a deathly silent fortress, so quiet that it unnerved them.
"We can't keep waiting."
Gantian made his decision.
Waiting any longer would serve no purpose.
Taking the Golden Watchtower Great World without alerting the Divine Asura Domain was almost impossible.
Their only option was to wait.
They would wait until the Realm War began and the Divine Asura Domain had its hands full, then use those terrifying talismans the senior had bestowed upon them, powerful enough to annihilate even experts at peak Hunyuan Wuji. They would force their way in with the fury of a thunderbolt, seize what they needed, and leave.
That was their only way to break the deadlock.
"Let's go."
Gantian cast one final glance at the enormous world glittering with golden light, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, he ordered a retreat.
They had come without a sound, and they left without a trace.
Soon, the stretch of the Chaos Void where an enormous army had been lying in wait returned to its former deathly silence.