At that thought, Pei Yufeng swept his gaze straight across all the venerables present...
"Xiu Hanzhi is currently inside Wuji Town, familiarizing himself with Qi Wuji's troops. Once he is done, there will be an even more terrifying Qianyuan Battle-Killing Formation. What do you think we should do now?"
The venerables slightly raised their heads and immediately understood Pei Yufeng's intent—he wanted to launch the final offensive at once...
Yet the venerables slowly lowered their heads again, saying nothing. Final offensive, my ass?
Those severely wounded venerables were still inside the palace, and the terrifying Qianyuan barrage from earlier remained vivid in their minds. Without proper preparations, wouldn't rushing over now just be sending themselves to their deaths for nothing?
Just as Sikong Jing had told Master Wuji, all the venerables had been frightened.
These venerables came from different sects and factions. They were not direct subordinates of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower like Tie Han.
They only feared the Thousand Kings Holy Tower; they were not devoted to it with unswerving loyalty. There was no way they would risk their lives charging into Wuji Town unless Pei Yufeng had an overwhelming certainty of victory. Otherwise, they would not move.
"Why aren't you speaking? Are you all timid as rats?" Seeing the hall fall silent, Pei Yufeng furiously cursed.
Yet those words made the venerables abruptly raise their heads, anger flashing through their eyes.
At that moment, Extinguishing Love Venerable's old friend even stood up and said, "Young Master Pei, may I ask how much benefit we will receive if we take down Xiu Hanzhi? If you want us to fight at the risk of our lives, you must offer us sufficient gains, right?"
As soon as those words fell, all the venerables rose to their feet and nodded repeatedly.