If this had happened in the past, Lei Ming and the others would have been confident in their junior brothers and disciples. They had thought capturing Ling Tian and the others would be easy, especially with the Thunder Strike Divine Silkworms harassing them. But the outcome had proved otherwise, and now they had little confidence—even if they sent out those dozen or so cultivators at the peak of the Twenty-eighth Heaven of Near-Saint.
It made sense. In Lei Ming and the others' eyes, the Thunder Strike Sect cultivators' greatest advantages were their ability to transform into lightning and their use of the Thunder Strike Divine Silkworms to harass and intercept their targets. Yet so far, neither had posed much of a threat to Ling Tian and the others. Even if they deployed cultivators at the peak of the Twenty-eighth Heaven of Near-Saint, they might still fail to capture them. That was why they had suggested that they take action themselves—but Lei Ba had rejected the proposal.
Lei Ba knew that even sending out disciples at the peak of the Twenty-eighth Heaven of Near-Saint would not guarantee they could capture Ling Tian and the others. But he also knew that if cultivators at the Twenty-ninth Heaven of Near-Saint joined the fight, the Thunder Strike Sect could suffer heavy casualties. That was the last thing he wanted, so he firmly refused to let the cultivators at the Twenty-ninth Heaven of Near-Saint act.
Of course, Lei Ba would not simply give up on obtaining the World-Ending Thunder Dragon and the Creation Divine Tree, even though he greatly admired Ling Tian. He fell into thought, searching for a way to capture Ling Tian and the others, and soon came up with an answer.
"The cultivators at the peak of the Twenty-eighth Heaven of Near-Saint