Child of Destiny

The nine Saint Venerables would never allow Ning Ye to bring in his good friends within the one-year period to bolster their forces and make up for the threefold gap in strength.

But they would absolutely not oppose Ning Ye absorbing his opponents' power to make up for his own deficiencies.

Because that was Ning Ye's ability!

It was the fruit of battle!

It was victory earned!

It was impossible to raise everyone's strength threefold within a year, so numbers still mattered.

For that very reason, Ning Ye devised this plan.

To that end, he had dared great risks and personally entered this sealed forbidden ground.

Of course, the risk did not mean that failure would surely mean death. With his methods, even if he lost, he could still escape. But if that happened, he truly might expose himself.

To Ning Ye, exposure, in a sense, was no different from death.

Fortunately, he had succeeded.

These mighty cultivators' habit of not taking lower-level cultivators seriously had seeped into their bones. So long as an opportunity was created, it was easy to stir up discord within their ranks.

Yet relying on these cultivators alone to kill four Nirvana Realm and seven Immaculate Realm experts was still far too difficult, especially since quite a few had already died.

Fortunately, there were still the twelve immortal ships.

These twelve immortal ships were themselves a moving grand formation. They required the cooperation of a great many cultivators to activate; sheer strength alone could not solve the problem.

Hong Gang had originally been the fleet's leader and held the highest authority over it. But like most cultivators, how could this fellow possibly concern himself with such trifling matters?

By the time he truly wanted to take control, he discovered that the formations aboard the ships