Wu Yi and the others didn't know how much Lei Ba admired Ling Tian or that the two sides had reached an unspoken understanding. So they were puzzled as to why the Thunder Strike Sect's Twenty-ninth Heaven of Near-Saint cultivators hadn't entered the Sacred Ruins Abyss to pursue Ling Tian and the others. They were even more baffled that the Thunder Strike Sect cultivators hadn't joined forces with them.
Wu Yi and the others knew full well, however, that the Thunder Strike Sect cultivators definitely wouldn't team up with them. They could only think of another way to deal with Ling Tian and his companions. As things stood, if they couldn't come up with a better plan, Ling Tian and the others had a strong chance of breaking through the encirclement early and escaping with their lives.
At that moment, Wu Wei bluntly pointed out that they had only two options. The first was to grit their teeth, continue surrounding the Sacred Ruins Abyss, and gradually tighten the encirclement. The second was to abandon the siege altogether. But when they considered that Ling Tian and the others would surely retaliate someday, they realized this wasn't a wise choice. They felt as if they were riding a tiger and couldn't get off.
It made sense. Wu Yi and the others knew there were plenty of clever people among Ling Tian's group. With their wits, they could surely figure out that the Dark Pavilion and Mist Hidden Sect were behind all this. That alone meant Ling Tian and the others might well take revenge on both sects in the future.
By now, the cultivators of the Mist Hidden Sect and Dark Pavilion understood Ling Tian and the others' potential. They knew the group would surely grow far stronger than them, perhaps even