The hundred-thousand-year deadline set by the Lord of the Universe was nearly upon them. Perhaps because, as time passed, more and more cultivators were trying to break free of the Lord of the Universe's restraints and facing tribulations as a result, the Lord of the Universe had grown even weaker. This made it even harder for cultivators to gain life force by refining divine essence power. Many were already struggling with a shortage of life force, forcing more and more cultivators to face the Ultimate Lightning Tribulation Power instead. A vicious cycle had taken shape.
Fortunately, Ling Tian and the others were much better off, having obtained plenty of Ginseng Fruits and all kinds of Saint-grade Heavenly Treasures. At the very least, none of them yet had to worry about lacking the cultivation level to survive. But that only added to the pressure they felt. They were desperate to grow stronger; the greater their strength, the better their chances of breaking free of the Lord of the Universe's restraints sooner and escaping this place for good.
Of course, Ling Tian and the others faced other problems, too. The hundred-thousand-year deadline was now only ten or twenty thousand years away, which meant Venerable Sword Saint would soon make his move against them—and he would certainly wait until after fusing nine golden cores. The thought of facing Venerable Sword Saint after he had fused all nine made their expressions turn grave. They knew the Myriad Sword Demon Extermination Grand Formation would never hold him back. They would have no choice but to abandon both the formation and Fengyun Realm.
Fortunately, they had already realized that Little Devourer would eventually devour and fuse with Fengyun Realm. They were still reluctant to let it go, but knowing Little Devourer would be the one to