Ling Tian had now retreated to the place where Feng Lingzi and the others had arrived earlier. There were more Teleportation Formations belonging to Ling Tian's side here, and, more importantly, most of the Teleportation Formations belonging to Chi Xue's side had been destroyed. They hadn't had enough time to destroy every last one of Chi Xue's formations, and they'd also worried that Venerable Sword Saint and the others might make a move. Even so, Chi Xue's side had far fewer formations they could use. This gave Ling Tian more and more time to catch his breath. His condition hadn't deteriorated; instead, it had improved noticeably. In particular, his strength had risen somewhat over the past thousand years.
Furthermore, as they continued drawing closer to the central region of the God Realm, the number of Teleportation Formations belonging to Ling Tian's side increased, while those belonging to Chi Xue's side dwindled. Under these circumstances, it became even less likely that Venerable Sword Saint and the others could kill Ling Tian.
Chi Xue and the others naturally knew this. They also knew that if they kept playing cat and mouse, they would never be able to kill Ling Tian—and they would have no time to improve their strength. Naturally, they weren't going to keep this up. If nothing unexpected happened, they would soon give up.
Sure enough, after realizing this, Chi Xue and the others had no choice but to withdraw. In particular, during their next round of pursuit, Shi Ming and another God Devouring Body were seriously injured when Ling Tian ambushed them. This meant that if they kept going, Ling Tian might well kill them. That was the last thing they wanted to see.
Chi Xue and the others promptly chose to retreat. They used Phantom Clones and then