Cultivators from other realms kept falling one after another, and the ranking of Ling Tian and the others' realm continued to rise. It had even entered the top ten. Yet Ling Tian felt no joy at all—instead, he was growing somewhat worried. After hearing Fairy Meng Shang's words, his mood grew even heavier.
"Brother Yuan, don't worry. Elder Ling and the others are well prepared. They'll be fine." Knowing that Ling Tian was worried about Elder Ling and the others' safety, Su Ying reassured him. "Besides, with Little Black there, even if they run into danger, retreating safely shouldn't be a problem."
"Exactly." Fairy Meng Shang nodded. She stopped joking, and a hint of killing intent showed on her face. "An Arrow Formation of several hundred people, a grand formation that can absorb attacks, and Little Black, Qiong Lie, and the others—more than a dozen people at our level would be marching to their deaths."
Hearing this, Ling Tian realized his worry was somewhat unnecessary. He shook his head, putting those concerns aside. "All right. Let's hurry. The longer we take, the more likely we are to run into cultivators from other realms."
And so, Ling Tian and the others continued their treasure hunt.
Riding the Fire Dragon Steed, Ling Tian and the others devoted most of their attention to cultivation, allowing them to cultivate and search for treasures at the same time. Whenever they encountered high-level Stone People, they would often stop to fight and hone their cultivation, while also picking up some high-grade soul crystals.
Time drifted by. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years passed.
That day, after killing a Stone Person at the late stage of the Immortal of the Firmament, Ling Tian and the others prepared to continue on their way. Fairy