"It's only natural for them to issue a final ultimatum. After all, they're making their final preparations too. If we drag this out any longer, our situation will turn ugly. We can't handle that many people yet. Old Wolf, it's time to set out. Fifty li won't take long, but we don't know how long the Sword Pavilion People and Bishui Palace People can last in the lake. Better to get there early, lest something unexpected happen," Xiang Guiqing said.
"There's no need to rush that much, is there? The God-Burying Hall's people lasted Three-Quarter Hour. The next Two-Person Time should last at least an hour between them, shouldn't they?" Zhong Tianlang said.
But after he said this, Xiang Guiqing fixed him with an unblinking stare. He couldn't help raising both hands. "All right, stop looking at me like that. We'll leave right away, satisfied? Get up, all of you! Get ready to move. That Longevity Pill Manual will be ours."
The dozen or so Demon and Ghost Factions forces roared and rose to their feet.
They all bore wounds to some degree. Seizing Formation Marks came at a price.
Everyone else had already died, leaving only the dozen or so of them. What did a few wounds matter? At least they had survived.
"Old Ghost, the Heavenly Sword Sect really surprised us. The number of Formation Marks they got is truly frightening," Zhong Tianlang said, turning to Xiang Guiqing beside him as they headed toward their destination.
"Yes. Even now, we only have 53 Copies, so the remaining More Than 150 Copies must be theirs. It's simply unbelievable. They have even more than the Sword Pavilion," Xiang Guiqing said.
They had just learned from their subordinate's report that Sword God Yi had produced only 106 Copies of Formation Marks,