After the first three bases had been set up, Feng Xi and the others began building a second batch. Once again, they planned three bases, arranged in a triangle. At the same time, Zi Yun, Old Man Ling, and the others established temporary encampments between the two batches. These defenses could greatly delay the enemy's arrival at Fengyun Realm and inflict far heavier casualties.
More importantly, Ling Tian and the others had made a qualitative leap in strength over the years. Fairy Sword Ji and the others had successively reversed their golden cores, recovered their peak cultivation, and even advanced further. Now, even if the major factions of the God Realm made a move, they had plenty of confidence that they could stand against them—and at the very least, inflict heavier casualties than they had two or three tens of thousands of years ago.
Still, Ling Tian and the others naturally hoped to buy more time—ideally, enough for Ling Tian and Fairy Meng Shang to reach Quasi-Saint Ninth Order High-grade, or even the peak. Better yet, they might break through to the Near-Saint level. But they knew that was impossible. Chi Xue and the others, along with the major factions of the God Realm, would never give them that chance. And the Lord of the Universe probably wouldn't let them spend so long in secluded cultivation without being tempered by other cultivators.
Fortunately, even after all these years, the major factions of the God Realm still showed no sign of making a move. That allowed Ling Tian and the others to breathe a little easier.
What did worry Ling Tian somewhat was that Little Devourer was absorbing the energy of the Circulatory Universe faster and faster. If Feng Xi hadn't specially built a larger, more effective Spirit Gathering Grand Formation,