Even with the Starfield cultivators attacking without restraint, they still hadn't managed to kill a single blood-red crow. Shi Meng and the others were shocked. In their minds, that was enough to prove the crows' cultivation was extremely high—at the very least, they were at the peak of the Thirty-fifth Heaven of Near-Saint, and might even be experts infinitely close to Sainthood.
Even if those crows were merely at the peak of the Thirty-fifth Heaven of Near-Saint, their sheer numbers would still cause Chi Xue and the others enormous trouble. Especially if they joined forces with the many Nine Nether Nether Soldiers and Demon Soldiers, they could at least keep Chi Xue and the others tied up for a long time, preventing them from attacking the Lord of the Universe. And that was without mentioning the very real possibility that the crows were infinitely close to Sainthood.
"That's right. Only beings at that level could withstand attacks from countless Starfield cultivators without being killed." Shi Ling murmured, her brows tightly furrowed. "And beings at that level could cause us a great deal of trouble, especially since there are so many of them. From the reports sent by the Mist Hidden Sect and Dark Pavilion cultivators, it seems their numbers may even surpass those of the Nine Nether Nether Soldiers."
Before anyone else could speak, Shi Ling continued, "Those crows may even be infinitely close to Sainthood. If that's true, then we could suffer casualties when we face them, especially if they also possess powerful offensive techniques."
Since the crows hadn't attacked the Starfield cultivators, the Mist Hidden Sect and Dark Pavilion cultivators didn't know what kind of offensive techniques they possessed. But Shi Ling and the others believed that beings with such high cultivation must surely have extremely powerful secret