The cultivators surrounding the Sacred Ruins Abyss had been reduced by half in a short time. Chi Xue and the others were quite satisfied with the result. With so many fewer cultivators, they had a much better chance of breaking out. And when they learned that nearly all the super sects' cultivators had refused to abandon the encirclement, they grew eager to act, itching to strike at them immediately.
It was no wonder. Chi Xue and the others had been trapped in the Sacred Ruins Abyss for a long time, and they had faced danger many times during that period. At first, they had even worried that they might never get the chance to escape early. That fear remained fresh in their memories. Now they finally had an opportunity to strike at the cultivators who had started it all, so of course they were eager—especially since they were now fully confident they could break out ahead of schedule.
"Heh, I didn't expect super sects like the Dark Pavilion and Mist Hidden Sect to keep surrounding us even after seeing that we can capture cultivators at the Twenty-ninth Heaven of Near-Saint." Tu Yao gave a cold snort, glints flashing in his eyes. "But that's actually perfect. We can strike at them next and let them taste what it's like to live in fear."
Shi Lin's words immediately won the agreement of many. If Ling Tian hadn't set a thousand-year deadline, they would probably have been unable to resist urging him and the others to attack the cultivators surrounding the Sacred Ruins Abyss again—especially the sects behind it all, like the Dark Pavilion and Mist Hidden Sect.
"But something's strange. From what we can see, we're clearly confident we can break out early. I'm sure the cultivators from the Dark Pavilion, Mist