The battle between the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators and Feng Lingzi and the others left Chi Xue and his companions deeply frustrated. After hearing Chi Xue and Po Tian's analysis, everyone felt even more helpless, some even despairing, because they realized that the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators could hardly pose any threat to Feng Lingzi and the others anymore. Although the Outer Realm Demon Race's overall strength was rising rapidly, Feng Lingzi, Ling Tian, and the others were improving just as quickly, and the latter were even advancing faster. Especially after Ling Tian and his companions reversed their golden cores once more, they should be able to break through to the Quasi-Saint Eighth Order. At that level, they could already take part in battles against Quasi-Saint Ninth Order cultivators.
With all that in mind, it was no wonder Shi Lin had given a bitter smile. Looking at the others, most wore helpless, despairing expressions as well.
"The Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators are far stronger than us overall, yet even they can do nothing to Feng Lingzi and the others. That makes our situation even worse." A Quasi-Saint Eighth Order Peak cultivator standing beside Shi Lin said gravely, "We've always hoped the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators would inflict some casualties on Feng Lingzi and the others, or at least suppress them. But from what we can see, the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators simply can't do that. Who can we rely on from here on?"
Without waiting for anyone to speak, he continued, "Although we've concluded that Feng Lingzi and the others won't attack us and will just watch us fight Ling Tian and his companions, that means Ling Tian and the others have a powerful backer. Even if we're stronger than them, they can hide inside