Because they were certain Chi Xue wouldn't be able to persuade the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators to form an alliance in a short time, while Ling Tian and the others were confident they could deal a heavy blow to the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators during that period, they weren't worried about Chi Xue, Po Di, and the others. They continued to intercept the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators at full strength.
Under Ling Tian and the others' interception, the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators continued to suffer losses. Their Universe Flying Saucers grew fewer and fewer, creating a vicious cycle: as their numbers dwindled, their losses mounted. Although the losses weren't increasing all that quickly, if things continued this way, it wouldn't be long before all their Universe Flying Saucers were destroyed—and many of their cultivators would perish as well.
This was exactly what Ling Tian and the others wanted to see. And since Chi Xue hadn't arrived yet, they had nothing to worry about.
"Those Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators are a little foolish. They could simply suspend their attack and wait for the other group to join them before launching another assault. That way, they'd suffer far fewer losses," Mo Lei said with a smile as she attacked. "After all, more than six hundred Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators are coming to reinforce them. That's a powerful force, and it could put us under considerable pressure."
"It'll take that group at least several hundred years to get here past our people's interception. The Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators can't afford to wait that long," Mo Yu replied. Seeing Mo Lei's puzzled expression, he explained, "We won't let up in the meantime. We'll keep harassing them. This is our territory, after all, and we've set up temporary