Ling Tian understood the principle of not letting others sleep soundly at one's bedside. He also knew that once you gave your word, you had to keep it. Otherwise, some people would stop trusting them, and many cultivators might return to the Sacred Ruins Abyss. After all, they believed Ling Tian wouldn't attack them, and that would undoubtedly pose a threat to Ling Tian and the others, at the very least disrupting their future cultivation. Ling Tian didn't want to waste time having to attack these cultivators whenever the need arose. The most important thing for them was to improve their strength as much as possible.
However, there was still some time before the thousand-year deadline, so Ling Tian and the others weren't in a hurry. They continued to wait for the deadline while cultivating, and their strength improved noticeably now that they could finally cultivate in peace. They no longer had to worry about whether they could break out, so naturally they could cultivate with greater peace of mind than before.
Time drifted by, and in the blink of an eye, several more years passed. The thousand-year deadline had finally arrived. Although some cultivators had given up on staying in the Sacred Ruins Abyss during that time, quite a few still remained. Ling Tian and the others didn't wait any longer and began to act.
The cultivators who remained could no longer form an Arrow Formation, which meant they posed no threat to Ling Tian and the others. Moreover, there were far fewer Twenty-ninth Heaven of Near-Saint cultivators in the Sacred Ruins Abyss than before, so Ling Tian and the others could act without restraint. Almost no cultivator could withstand their ambushes; some were killed, others captured. In short, as Ling Tian and the others made their move, the