Ten thousand years passed, and the cultivators surrounding the Sacred Ruins Abyss had dwindled by half. Their encirclement had grown considerably thinner. Ling Tian and the others still weren't strong enough to fight their way out, but judging by the current situation, it wouldn't be long before they could. Ling Tian was on the verge of a breakthrough, and once he made it, his strength would undergo a qualitative leap. With him leading them, they would surely inflict far greater casualties on the cultivators surrounding the Sacred Ruins Abyss, causing even more of them to abandon the siege.
Of course, with Ling Tian's greater strength, he would also be better able to lead everyone in breaking out.
Everyone was confident. After considering all this, they were hardly worried anymore about being trapped to death in the Sacred Ruins Abyss.
"Heh, the situation is already clear. The cultivators surrounding us have no real chance of trapping us here until we die. We could even break out at any moment. I'm sure they know that, too." Shi Ye looked puzzled. "If they know, why are they still surrounding us? We already spread the word that we wouldn't take revenge on them."
"They don't necessarily trust us. In their eyes, we spread that message just to throw them off; we might very well take revenge later. Naturally, they'll do everything they can to capture us. At the very least, they can't just let us go." Tu Tian spoke casually. After a brief pause, he continued, "Of course, many cultivators are also determined to obtain the Creation Divine Tree and the other Saint-grade Heavenly Treasures. They still think they have a chance to capture us, so naturally they won't give up."
"Oh, that's true." Shi Ye nodded, then chuckled. "Still, they'll be disappointed soon—especially