The Lord of the Universe's third task merely required all cultivators to remain in the Primordial Battlefield for two thousand years after entering it. It said nothing about how the contest between realms would end, so Ling Tian guessed there would be a fourth task, or perhaps even more.
"Now that you mention it, that does seem to be the case." Fairy Meng Shang nodded. She murmured, "Just staying in the Primordial Battlefield can't be that simple. That means the battlefield itself is no simple place."
"Of course it isn't simple. Otherwise, staying there for two thousand years would be far too easy a task." Ling Tian paused in thought, then continued, "Based on my analysis, those two thousand years will be hard to endure. Apart from the dangers caused by the realms coming into contact, there will also be dangers inherent to the Primordial Battlefield itself."
"Mm, Big Sister An Huo said there are many powerful beings in the Primordial Battlefield." Qiong Rou remembered this, her expression turning grave. "Any being that could make Big Sister An Huo so concerned must be incredibly powerful. They probably won't be easy to deal with."
"That's another major trial, but I don't think any of this will pose a problem for Brother Zhuge, Ling Li, and the others." Seven Killers remained calm as he looked at Ling Tian. "Brother Ling, can you deduce anything else from the third task?"
After a moment's thought, Ling Tian said, "I do have one more small guess, though I don't know if it's right."
"What is it? Tell us!" Fairy Meng Shang urged him, sounding eager.
"The task says we have to stay in the Primordial Battlefield for two thousand years. It doesn't say we can't leave once the time is up." Ling Tian noticed Qiong