Ling Tian and Little Devourer were already very old—so old that many people believed they should have reached their limits long ago, and would otherwise have perished. Yet each time, they managed to keep going. This astonished many people, but also filled them with worry, especially Ling Tian's friends and family.
Fortunately, after all these years, Ling Tian had finally shown signs of a breakthrough. He still had some chance of reaching the Near-Saint Nineteenth Heaven before hitting his limit. Little Devourer, meanwhile, had even less to worry about. Though his bloodline condition was worse than Ling Tian's at the moment, the signs of his breakthrough were far more pronounced. He could break through at any time, and barring any surprises, he would surely manage it before reaching his limit.
Hua Min'er and the others worried that something might happen to Ling Tian, so they had urged him more than once to consume the Phoenix Soul Fruit and undergo nirvanic rebirth immediately. Ling Tian refused every time, insisting that he could keep going in his current state. At the very least, his bloodline condition was still better than Little Devourer's. If Little Devourer hadn't consumed the Phoenix Soul Fruit to undergo nirvanic rebirth, there was even less reason for him to do so.
They knew Ling Tian was the sort to stick to his convictions, and could be downright stubborn about this sort of thing. So although Hua Min'er and the others remained worried, they had no choice but to let it go. Of course, they were prepared for anything. They stayed close by Ling Tian, ready to help him consume the Phoenix Soul Fruit and undergo nirvanic rebirth the moment he showed signs of dying.
But just as Ling Tian had said, he could keep going in his current