Second Brother Black Brow's worries were no less than Long Brow's.
But Long Brow considered things further ahead and more thoroughly.
The Divine Continent might not be easy to provoke, but would an item for attaining the Dao be so easy to find?
If they gave up this chance, who knew whether the foundation for the Five Freaks of Meishan to attain the Dao would ever come again in this lifetime.
Were they supposed to watch helplessly as the item for attaining the Dao slipped away before their very eyes?
Long Brow was unwilling.
Deeply unwilling.
They had waited here for a hundred years. Was this really how it would end?
Long Brow turned his gaze toward the messenger.
He asked, "Did you see clearly how many people were inside that warship?"
"Th-there seemed to be only one or two people," the Evil cultivator messenger replied uncertainly.
"What do you mean, 'seemed'?" Long Brow frowned slightly.
How could one be careless about something like this?
One misstep could cost them their lives.
"This... this lowly one truly did not see clearly."
The Evil cultivator replied.
"Mainly because this lowly one did not dare approach the Divine Continent."
"If I had been discovered, the loss would have outweighed the gain."
"But I observed that the warship was not large. It probably could not hold many people."
Long Brow pondered.
As the saying went, the timid starved while the bold ate themselves full.
If some things were not tried, one would regret them for a lifetime.
Besides, if there were only one or two people, they held the advantage in numbers and had nothing much to fear.
"That Black Mountain Old Demon is merely a black mountain that gained sentience. What backing could he possibly have?"
Long Brow snorted coldly.
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