The expressions of several Saints darkened.
They felt that being assigned to Qingqiu City was bad luck, practically dragging them down.
At that moment, someone in the crowd could no longer stand it.
"You talk big while standing there without lifting a finger. Why don't you deal with the Miasma Beast army outside the city and lead us in a counterattack against the Great Mist?"
"And Chen Ming hasn't returned yet. What's the rush?"
Hearing this.
The leading Saint was immediately displeased.
"Help you?"
He sneered. "Dealing with the Miasma Beast army is the task of you Desolate Star Trial participants..."
"We Saint Grade combatants are meant to deal with the ancient beasts deep within the Forbidden Zone."
Naturally, their strength had to be reserved for the counterattack on the Forbidden Zone.
How could it be wasted on clearing out such cannon fodder?
The other Saints chimed in as well. "What you need to do now is hurry up and break out. Don't hold us back."
At those words.
The geniuses from all worlds were immediately enraged.
These Saints did nothing but pile on pressure, without offering the slightest help.
In fact, similar situations were not uncommon across the various war zones...
The key was that there was nothing they could do about it.
In truth.
The most important reason Saint Grade combatants were unwilling to join the battle in the first stage was... there was no benefit to it.
They would not gain experience from killing Miasma Beasts.
Nor would battle merit accumulate in the [Heaven-Patrolling Mirror].
If the higher-ups had not arranged for them to move together with the various war zones, in case they encountered Saint Grade ancient beasts.
These Saints would have long since acted separately and attacked the depths of the Forbidden Zone.
One Saint