Although they knew that the Eastern Emperor Bell was most familiar with how cultivators became Saints and thus trusted its words more, Chi Xue and the others still hoped Ling Tian would soon show signs of breaking through to the peak of the Thirty-fifth Heaven of Near-Saint. After all, signs of a breakthrough would not only fully verify the Eastern Emperor Bell's words; more importantly, they would let Ling Tian draw infinitely closer to the Saint level sooner, giving him more time to reach an even higher realm. Naturally, that would make him stronger.
That was right. To Chi Xue and the others, the stronger Ling Tian was, the better—and it would be best if he could become a Saint outright. The surest way to make him stronger was for him to reach a higher realm, and the sooner he broke through to the peak of the Thirty-fifth Heaven of Near-Saint, the more time he would have to advance further.
Of course, although they cared more about Ling Tian's improvement, Chi Xue and the others didn't neglect their own cultivation. They lost little time, continuing to do their utmost to improve their strength and realms. They had become even more keenly aware that their realms were advancing extremely slowly—even more slowly than Ling Tian's—but they still didn't give up. Ling Tian, Xiao Yaozi, and the others had already confirmed that their realms wouldn't stagnate, at least not before they reached the peak of the Thirty-fifth Heaven of Near-Saint.
For Chi Xue and the others, reaching that peak would be enough. They believed that they wouldn't have to enter the Lord of the Universe's universe to avoid being suppressed by it. More importantly, they could join forces by the hundreds outside it. At that level, they would be strong enough to