The Withered Old Man was taken aback by the question, then frowned at the Old Woman.
"What do you mean by that, Fellow Cultivator?"
"A Soul Cultivator at that level may already be muddle-headed, easily manipulated by others. And he appeared far too suddenly. There may well be others behind him. If we act rashly, we may fall into someone else's scheme."
The Old Woman spoke with an unfathomable gaze.
"In my view, we should make a long-term plan."
"The juniors I raised are all dead. How could I shrink back merely because the other party is a Soul Cultivator?" the withered old man frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashing across his face.
With his cultivation, a mere Void Return Realm cultivator was not enough to make him retreat, even if he was a Soul Cultivator. This was the confidence of a Dao Integration Cultivator. Only after entering this realm would one understand what the 'Dao' truly was.
"Retreating is unnecessary, of course. We merely need to adjust the timing of our attack."
The old woman shook her head. Seeing that the withered cultivator was still somewhat dissatisfied, she spoke bluntly.
"You can raise more juniors after they are gone, but if you die, you will have nothing left. The Old Fellow guarding the Crystal Mine still has not been found. Han Wuxin turned the entire Southwest Immortal Cultivation World upside down over this matter, yet the culprit remains at large. Do you truly want to take the initiative and walk into such a troublesome enemy's path, helping Han Wuxin take the thunderbolt?"
At those words, the withered cultivator fell silent.
"The spiritual energy of the Immortal Cultivation World is fading. At such a critical juncture, neither of us can afford to make a mistake."
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