The orders Ming Ye and the others received once again confirmed Ling Tian's deduction. Everyone, including Li Yang and the others, admired Ling Tian's resourcefulness. Still, they felt rather uneasy. They feared the next order, yet also hoped it would confirm another of Ling Tian's predictions.
Ling Tian paid no mind to their gazes. Sitting cross-legged, he chatted with Ming Ye and the other two while striving to cultivate. Ever since the Heavenly Venerate had warned Fairy Meng Shang not to break through to the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal level, he had known his cultivation was too low. To face the dangers ahead, he wanted to work hard to increase his strength.
They were chatting about something when waves of spatial fluctuations suddenly rippled through the air. Li Yang and the others took out their Communication Jade Talismans one after another. A moment later, their expressions turned grim, and they kept muttering things like "a thousand years."
"Brother Yuan, you really are impressive. Our masters have indeed issued another order." Ming Ye praised him. Seeing Ling Tian's questioning look, he continued, "A thousand years. Our masters have ordered us to stay in the Barbaric Land for a thousand years."
"A thousand years? That long?!" Ling Tian looked slightly shocked, then changed his tone. "After that much time, thousands of people will likely suffer heavy casualties. If even a thousand survive, we'll be lucky. It seems the major event in the future won't need all that many people."
"That's right." Ming Ye nodded, his expression growing much more solemn. "That means those who remain must be the cream of the crop. The dangerous Barbaric Land will surely temper us better than anything else."
Ling Tian didn't answer. He closed his eyes and pondered how they would make it through the next