After several more standard days of bloody fighting at Broken Blade Outpost, time continued to pass.
Lin Yi was like a stabilizing pillar, always holding the front line.
Even though he only used the Gold Domain, the Kunmo Race's attacks were still effortlessly crushed by him time and again.
In just a few days, under his leadership, the Star Realm Army regiment stationed at Broken Blade Outpost had not only secured its defenses completely, but had even begun launching planned counterattacks and retaken several lost positions on the outskirts.
Morale throughout Broken Blade Outpost was high, and people had even begun saying, "When East Blade arrives, the fortress stands firm."
However, Lin Yi's heart did not ease with the improving situation. Instead, as time passed, it gradually grew heavier.
"It's already the fifth day."
Lin Yi stood on a position that had just been retaken, with smoke still rising from it. The shattered remains of the Kunmo Race lay at his feet.
His gaze seemed calm as he surveyed the Kunmo Race's still-restless front lines in the distance, but he couldn't help wondering.
Something was wrong.
Even if the Kunmo Race's communications weren't as convenient as the Pan-Spirit Alliance network, they couldn't be that much worse.
Given the "dazzling" performance he had deliberately put on over the past few days, there was no reason Blade Prince Talolanke wouldn't have heard about him.
Could he be in seclusion, trying to break through a bottleneck? Lin Yi wondered.
For geniuses at their level, a sudden flash of insight or a crucial period of seclusion could easily last days or even months.
If Talolanke happened to be in such a state, then even if he knew Lin Yi was here, he might not come immediately.
Or did he spot some flaw?
The thought