Although they were quite unwilling to leave, those who were utterly exhausted didn't insist on staying. It wasn't because they feared death, but because remaining would do nothing to help and would only drag Ling Tian and the others down. It was better to withdraw decisively, so Ling Tian and the others wouldn't have to worry about them.
As one cultivator after another withdrew from the battle, the pressure on those who remained grew heavier.
"Ling Tian, this can't go on," Old Man Ling said. Watching the Arrow Formation of more than three hundred dwindle to just a few dozen, while the hundred-plus people who had summoned divine artifacts were now reduced to a mere handful, he furrowed his brows. "If those savage beasts get within a thousand zhang of us, we'll suffer heavy losses. And Qiong Lie and the others still have more than twenty percent of their people left..."
"Don't worry. Since my cousin and I can take turns using the Purple Obsidian Demonic Eyes, we can hold out for a while," Ling Tian said. Then he glanced behind him. "That way, all of Brother Qiong Lie's people can enter the secret realm, and so can we. Once we're inside, we'll be safe. Those savage beasts can't get in."
Over the years, Ling Tian and the others had explored plenty of treasure sites. They had learned that even when the passage into a treasure site was open, the savage beasts guarding it still couldn't enter. So as long as they made it into the secret realm, they would be completely safe.
"Let's hope we can hold out that long," Old Man Ling murmured. He scanned the area. "A few of us, including Daoist Tian Lu, will stay behind and conserve our strength. When you're all exhausted, we can