Ling Tian didn't want to take over as Pavilion Master of Fengyun Pavilion. It wasn't just because he was already the Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion, or because he disliked the adoration of the cultivators in the God Realm. Most importantly, he had no interest in managing a sect. At Lingxiao Pavilion, he was a hands-off manager. If Old Man Ling and the others hadn't helped him, he had no idea what would have become of the place.
Wu Ling, on the other hand, had no such concerns. But he believed his strength wasn't enough. After all, he couldn't defeat Ling Tian, Chi Xue, Po Tian, or the others. In his mind, anyone who wanted to become Pavilion Master of Fengyun Pavilion had to be invincible among those of the same rank. By his own standards, he simply wasn't qualified.
Seeing that both Ling Tian and Wu Ling had declined the position, Feng Lingzi couldn't help laughing and scolding them. But he was helpless, and could only give them more time. Fortunately, his vitality was still strong. After taking the Six-Turn Quenching Liquid refined from the Phoenix Soul Fruit, he would live even longer, so he could afford to wait.
Since that was the case, Feng Lingzi stopped trying to persuade them. Their group headed for the base that the Outer Realm Cultivators had built in the northern region of the God Realm.
Before long, Ling Tian and the others arrived. Their expressions grew slightly more serious as they looked at the base ahead. They had discovered that the Outer Realm Cultivators had built it even faster than they'd expected. Its energy shield was already substantial, and breaking through it wouldn't be easy. Their probing attacks confirmed as much.
"Ling Tian, although this base's defenses are nowhere near as strong