Chi Xue was a clever man. He knew that even if the Outer Realm Demon Race had two experts who had fused with Quasi-Saint Ninth Order Ancient Divine Beasts, along with several Quasi-Saint Ninth Order Peak fighters, it would still be difficult for them and the Young Leader to keep Feng Lingzi occupied—especially if Feng Lingzi and the others were intent on escaping. Even if the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators destroyed the Fengyun Realm, they still wouldn't pose much of a threat to Ling Tian and the others. After buying some time, once Ling Tian and the others had reversed their golden cores seven or eight times, the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators likely wouldn't be able to suppress them anymore. The situation in the God Realm would change then, and Ling Tian and the others would gradually regain the upper hand.
If Ling Tian and the others regained the upper hand this time, the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators would have almost no chance of suppressing them again. That was the last thing Chi Xue and his companions wanted to see. After all, if the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators couldn't defeat Ling Tian and the others, Chi Xue's group would be in a tough spot too. As he'd said before, they'd much rather see the two sides fight until both were battered and broken.
That was precisely why Chi Xue hoped the Outer Realm Demon Race would produce more experts comparable to Feng Ying and Feng Lingzi. Then the problem they'd been discussing wouldn't be a problem at all. So when he learned that the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators had captured a relatively powerful Quasi-Saint Ninth Order Ancient Divine Beast, he hadn't been too worried. In fact, his expression had remained calm throughout.
The others knew