It was clear that Wan Tengshan's mind remained in a remarkably calm state.
The blade ant army formation truly was a difficult barrier to cross. Even though they had previously managed to gain the upper hand, they had been unable to inflict any fatal damage upon it. On the contrary, the slightest misstep would bring about a devastating blow to their own side. Under such circumstances, pressing further toward the palace would likely land them in a pincer attack from both sides, at which point death would be absolute and inescapable.
In fact, following Wan Tengshan's current line of reasoning, Qi Baiyi and the others, who had fallen into encirclement even earlier, were most likely in grave danger.
Yu Ci even wondered if he should offer a word of comfort, but Wan Tengshan remained as calm as ever, speaking in a deep voice, "I am thinking of the plea for help Senior Uncle Qi sent via flying sword..."
His words lacked a beginning and an end, but since they had previously discussed how Qi Baiyi and the others had successively entered the void shadows, Yu Ci had no trouble understanding. From this, however, he realized that Wan Tengshan did not yet seem to have completely abandoned hope.
"Given Senior Uncle Qi's personality, if things were truly impossible, he certainly wouldn't let others accompany him to their deaths. But to send a message via sword so urgently, there must be something that could still be done, which is why he acted thus."
"You mean..."
"At least in Senior Uncle Qi's judgment, the power within that palace should not exceed the upper limit of what we can handle. Of course, it is very likely that it far exceeds it, but at that time, and perhaps even now, they must be occupied with