Su Shi'er's gaze swept across the crowd.
"Each time the nine pillars of light trembled, they sent power to the next pillar."
"We only needed nine fellow cultivators, each guarding one pillar. Just as the power in each pillar was about to emerge, they had to block it with their own true essence."
"If the power could not circulate smoothly, it would temporarily accumulate within the nine pillars of light."
"Once the nine forces erupted at the same time, I would find a way to guide that power into striking the false spatial rift before us."
"Once the false rift shattered, the true entrance would naturally reveal itself."
Hearing this, no one answered at once.
All of them rapidly deduced in their minds whether Su Shi'er's plan could truly work.
A moment later, Wang Jingcheng was the first to nod.
"This method is feasible! But the changes in the power of the nine pillars are extremely rapid. Acting even a fraction too early or too late could cause all previous efforts to go to waste."
"More importantly, if someone acted at the wrong moment, the backlash from the Nine Pillars' power would implicate everyone here."
"This... is gambling with all our lives!"
The moment Wang Jingcheng finished speaking.
Everyone's expressions turned solemn once more.
Deep within the gray-white mist, Wujie's phantom did not move in haste.
He merely narrowed his eyes and studied Su Shi'er with great interest.
For the first time, several traces of doubt appeared in the depths of his cold, indifferent eyes.
"If any of you have another method, I naturally will not force you."
"But if we continue to delay, the power of the Nine Pillars will only grow stronger and stronger."
"By then, even if we wished to stake everything on one desperate throw, we