Just as Ling Tian and the others had expected, the naturally suspicious Chi Xue, Po Di, and the others didn't order an immediate attack. After their probing assault proved ineffective, they became even more convinced that Ling Tian and his people were plotting something. They grew more cautious and decided to wait until the Technology Cultivators had made enough self-destructing Universe Flying Saucers before taking action.
Of course, Old Man Ling and the others, who watched all this unfold, could hardly have been happier. The longer their opponents delayed, the better. Ideally, they would stall until Ling Tian and the others struck in the central region of the God Realm. That way, they could destroy the largest number of sect strongholds.
Time drifted by. In the blink of an eye, another twenty or thirty years passed. The Technology Cultivators in the central region had acquired enough self-destructing flying saucers, and now they could use them to attack the temporary stronghold.
At the same time, Chi Xue and the others were ready to strike at any moment. They planned to attack with all their strength once the temporary stronghold was destroyed or Ling Tian and the others appeared, aiming to break through the stronghold as quickly as possible. Then they would be able to make contact with the Technology Cultivators.
When Zi Yun saw the Technology Cultivators send out a large fleet of self-destructing Universe Flying Saucers, and noticed that Chi Xue and the others had already formed their ranks, she looked at Old Man Ling and Xiao Shi. "Tian'er said that if Chi Xue and the others launch a major attack, we should withdraw immediately. We can't take any chances, and we shouldn't try to kill their people. That would be too risky, and there's little point in it. Once