As the ten-thousand-year deadline drew nearer, Chi Xue and the others grew more and more cautious. They knew all too well that the Lord of the Universe might not give them another chance to stall for time. The closer the deadline came, the more likely he was to launch another probing attack, so they had to stay on their guard.
Of course, Chi Xue and the others didn't forget to keep improving their strength and setting up grand formations. After all, the more formations they had and the stronger they became, the better their chances of handling the Lord of the Universe's next probing attack. At the very least, the formations could help them buy as much time as possible. Perhaps during that time they could think of a new way to respond and avoid using their trump cards. The fewer trump cards they revealed, the less likely the Lord of the Universe was to act rashly—especially since he didn't believe they had shown all the tricks they possessed.
Time flowed on. In the blink of an eye, several hundred years, nearly a thousand, had passed. Now, less than a thousand years remained before the ten-thousand-year deadline Ling Tian had agreed on with the Lord of the Universe.
They had stalled for several hundred more years, which left Chi Xue and the others thrilled. They knew that over these years, Ling Tian, Hua Min'er, and the others had surely grown stronger by cultivating in the Eastern Emperor Bell's inner space. That would undoubtedly give them a better chance of resisting the Lord of the Universe's suppression of the cosmos. Chi Xue and the others took this very seriously, since whether Ling Tian could withstand that suppression was key to their ability to defeat the Lord of the Universe.
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