After learning that even the cultivators at the peak of the Twenty-eighth Heaven of Near-Saint couldn't capture Ling Tian, Lei Ming and the others grew restless. They proposed once more that the cultivators among them who had reached the Twenty-ninth Heaven of Near-Saint take action. They were certain that if they made a move, they would capture Ling Tian. That way, they wouldn't just obtain the Creation Divine Tree and the World-Ending Thunder Dragon; they could also recruit Ling Tian into the Thunder Strike Sect. The latter, in particular, was crucial to them.
They had thought Lei Ba would agree, but he shook his head. "As I said, it's too risky for us to make a move. Even if we successfully capture Ling Tian, that fellow Divine Emperor will surely fly into a rage. From what we can tell, we won't be able to weather his fury for a long time. Especially if he brings every expert in the Sacred Heart Sect against us. We'd be left with heavy casualties, and some of us might even perish."
At that, Lei Ming and the others fell silent. They knew that even if they obtained the Creation Divine Tree and the World-Ending Thunder Dragon, it would be nearly impossible for them to raise their strength enough to contend with the Divine Emperor anytime soon. And if they perished, then obtaining the Creation Divine Tree and other Saint-grade Heavenly Treasures would be of little meaning.
"But are we really going to give up just like that?" Lei Ling couldn't help asking. "If we give up, we won't obtain the Creation Divine Tree or the World-Ending Thunder Dragon. More importantly, we won't be able to take Ling Tian in as a disciple of our Thunder Strike Sect."
"Besides, we've already attacked Ling Tian and