That was right. Ling Tian was facing the Lord of the Universe alone. Though he could rely on various methods to withstand the Lord of the Universe's close-quarters attacks for a time without being killed, with his strength, he had almost no chance of killing his opponent. Only one path awaited him: exhaustion, capture, and then possession by the Lord of the Universe. There was no way he could outlast him in a war of attrition.
It made sense. The Lord of the Universe was a cultivator of the Kunxiu Clan, and the one and only sage of his entire clan. Such a being had not only an incredibly powerful physique, but also a universe far larger than those of other sages at the same level. That meant he possessed an immense reserve of Origin Power and astonishing recovery abilities—both surely far superior to Ling Tian's. Especially since Ling Tian would have no choice but to defend, with no chance to counterattack. Defending alone would drain him even faster, leaving him even less chance of winning a war of attrition. As Poqiong and the others had said, all that awaited him was exhaustion, capture, and possession.
Perhaps the Lord of the Universe would honor his agreement and release Hua Min'er and the others. But they would never let go of their hatred. In particular, after seizing Guixu, they might have a chance to revive Ling Tian. In that case, they would surely throw themselves into battle against the Lord of the Universe. Without Ling Tian's powerful support, and with the Lord of the Universe's body having recovered considerably after taking possession of him, Hua Min'er and the others would have almost no chance of winning. They, too, would likely face nothing but death.
Ling Tian had thought of all this