In Po Qiong, the situation was already quite clear to Shi Tian. They had a good chance of holding out for a year and completing the Lord of the Universe's mission. The thought filled them with excitement—not just because they could complete the mission, but, more importantly, because they knew that once they did, things would be much easier for them in the future, even if the Lord of the Universe assigned them another task. Shi Tian and the others believed Ling Tian would keep harrying Venerable Sword Saint, leaving the latter no chance to break through to the Near-Saint Seventeenth Heaven.
Venerable Sword Saint could not break through to a higher realm, while Ling Tian and Shi Tian could continue increasing their strength. If nothing unexpected happened, by the time the Lord of the Universe gave them their next mission, they might have already reached the Near-Saint Sixteenth Heaven. At the very least, they could break through to the peak of the Near-Saint Fifteenth Heaven. If so, they would have a decent chance of killing Venerable Sword Saint—something Shi Tian had dreamed of, since killing him with his own hands would avenge Heaven-Devouring Wolf.
Ling Tian, however, looked slightly grave. He knew that they would still face great danger, perhaps even greater than before.
"Huh? We're still in danger?" Shi Tian blurted out after a moment of surprise. "No way. We have the upper hand now, and Venerable Sword Saint has been worn down almost completely. He may not be able to use Phantom Combo again, and even if he can, he'll probably manage it only once. An attack like that would leave us with minor injuries at worst. Even if we were badly wounded, we could still hold out for a while. By the time this space shrinks