The alliance of the major forces had finally made its move against Ling Tian and the others. This time, it had sent an enormous number of experts: tens of millions of ninth-rank cultivators, two or three thousand who were close to the sage level, and nine near-sage experts. It was a formidable force, one that Chi Xue and the others believed could cause Ling Tian and his companions tremendous trouble, inflict heavy casualties, or even wipe them out. That was exactly what Chi Xue and the others had dreamed of, so when they learned the alliance had set out, they were thrilled and eagerly anticipated the coming battle.
However, Fairy Huan Cai realized that Ling Tian and the others might not confront the alliance head-on. They could simply hide, and if they did, the alliance would have a hard time finding them—just as it was now struggling to deal with Chi Xue and his companions. In that case, Ling Tian and the others might not suffer any casualties at all.
Ling Tian and the others could keep hiding while they grew stronger, and only emerge once one of them reached the near-sage level. If that happened, the alliance might no longer pose a threat to them.
Po Family's Youngest Brother, however, was not worried. In his view, the alliance had a far larger pool of cultivators. There were two or three thousand experts who were merely close to the near-sage level. If any of Ling Tian's people broke through to the near-sage level, even more cultivators in the alliance would make the same breakthrough—far more than Ling Tian's side. With their numerical advantage, they could still pose a tremendous threat to Ling Tian and his companions, and inflict heavy casualties.
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