With the help of 108 Saint-grade Heavenly Treasures, Hua Min'er and the others had advanced far faster than Ling Tian and his companions had when they first escaped the Lord of the Universe's restraints. However, as time passed and their realms grew higher, their progress slowed. In particular, they couldn't refine the Origin Power left behind by fallen saints. Once they reached a certain level, their cultivation slowed even further—more so than Ling Tian and the others' had in the Sacred Ruins Abyss.
Judging by the time they had left, even if Hua Min'er and the others could cultivate in the Eastern Emperor Bell's inner space, they had almost no chance of reaching the Thirty-fifth Heaven of Near-Saint. Even breaking through to the Thirty-second or Thirty-third Heaven of Near-Saint would be a remarkable achievement. Though that realm would place them at the very pinnacle of cultivators in the Outer Realm, they would still be far weaker than Ling Tian and the Lord of the Universe. They would remain unqualified to take part in the battle between the two.
That was right. If Hua Min'er and the others only reached the Thirty-third Heaven of Near-Saint, they wouldn't even qualify to take part in the battle between Ling Tian and the Lord of the Universe. They wouldn't be able to withstand the Lord of the Universe's pressure, even with the protection of the formation Ling Tian had laid out. Naturally, they would be of no help.
Thinking of this, Po Qiong couldn't help sighing. He had hoped Hua Min'er and the others would one day fight side by side with Ling Tian. That would give them a better chance of withstanding the Lord of the Universe's cosmic suppression. But he also knew that, as things stood, Hua Min'er and the others had