Tens of thousands of years of intense battle had naturally improved the cultivators' cultivation realms, archery skills, and control over their minds. What's more, Ling Tian and the others were fighting Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators at the Quasi-Saint Eighth Order—more than a thousand of them. Under such intense pressure, most of their cultivation realms had improved markedly. Ye Luo and the others showed signs of breaking through to the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Seventh Order, while Fairy Meng Shang had already made that breakthrough.
Though it was only a minor increase in realm, it still brought a considerable boost in strength for Fairy Meng Shang and the others. Combined with their archery, they posed a greater threat to the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators. If the enemy hadn't sent out even more Quasi-Saint Eighth Order experts, especially those who wielded saber qi in close combat, the casualties they inflicted would have been even heavier.
Though the intense battles were grueling, not one of Fairy Sword Ji, Ling Tian, or the others complained. Many were even glad to be fighting this way. The feeling of their strength improving a little each day thrilled them, and they looked forward even more eagerly to a truly satisfying battle.
Of course, these intense battles had benefited the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators as well. At the very least, they had improved considerably at defending against archery attacks and had grown accustomed to Ling Tian and the others' ambush tactics. Even their own archery skills had improved substantially; practicing on them was almost as effective as practicing on Saint Beetles. Still, their archery skills had a long way to go before they could threaten Ling Tian and the others.
More than ten thousand years had passed, and Chi Xue and the others had