A clone was much weaker than the original body, especially one without a Golden Core. Even Ling Tian's Clone was no exception. With cultivators from practically the entire Outer Realm star region hunting him down, the clone wouldn't be able to hold out for long. And if the clone were killed, Ling Tian would undoubtedly suffer severe injuries—perhaps even lose the ability to break through again. That was the last thing he wanted.
So Ling Tian had to leave the Extreme Ice Plains soon. Not only that, he would also reveal his true body and draw the Outer Realm Cultivators' attention. Only then would his clone have a chance to survive.
However, Ling Tian knew it was still dangerous to leave the Extreme Ice Plains now. Quite a few cultivators at the Twenty-third Heaven of Near-Saint were still guarding the region. What was more, those Outer Realm Cultivators who had left earlier might have done so on purpose, hoping to "lure the snake out of its hole."
After weighing this, Ling Tian quickly made up his mind: he would wait five years before attempting to leave the Extreme Ice Plains.
Chi Xue and the others supported his decision. They believed that far fewer experts would remain in the Extreme Ice Plains five years from now. By then, they would also know whether the Outer Realm Cultivators who had left early were playing at "luring the snake out of its hole." With that settled, they would have a much better chance of escaping.
Once they made it out of the Extreme Ice Plains, Chi Xue and the others would no longer have to worry about being surrounded by hordes of Outer Realm Cultivators. They would have much more confidence in keeping themselves safe.
"Exactly. We still have our biggest trump card,"