Profound Venerable Wanling truly deserved to be a Profound Venerable-level powerhouse. His will was unyielding; having said he would not submit to that clump of will within the Black Mist, he truly did not submit, and continued to wear his opponent down.
But he did not know that, at this very moment, three Profound Venerables who had been driven to desperation had slipped from the Immortal Slaying Hall and arrived near Lingxu Valley, gritting their teeth as they prepared to ambush him when the chance arose.
It was just that this opportunity did not come as easily as Lu Xiu, Bai Dao, and Qishan had imagined.
The reason lay with the other two Profound Venerables in Lingxu Valley.
The other two Profound Venerables of Lingxu Valley, Yaokong and Qingya, for some unknown reason, had remained outside Lingxu Valley drinking together.
And they were extremely vigilant.
Thus, after Lu Xiu and the other two arrived near Lingxu Valley, they lingered for more than a month without being able to truly approach it, much less assassinate the injured Profound Venerable Wanling.
Time trickled away bit by bit.
Seeing that nearly half of the three months Li Yun had given them had passed, yet the three had made no progress at all, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
"Damn it, what do we do?"
"Those two bastards, Yaokong and Qingya, have been guarding the outskirts of Lingxu Valley the entire time. We simply can't get close. The moment we do, we'll definitely alert them, so how can we talk about an ambush?"
"I say we should change targets while we still can..."
On a mountaintop three million li from Lingxu Valley, Qishan spoke with an anxious expression. He no longer held much hope for assassinating the injured Profound Venerable