The three Realm Masters from the Tide Realm ultimately did not keep Milton Cheney waiting for too long.
However, choosing to attack Milton Cheney meant they were not one hundred percent sure of success.
After tens of thousands of years, these three Realm Masters had come to understand this.
Whether they acted sooner or later, they would eventually have to confront Milton Cheney.
Within the Ancestral Witch World, inside the Ancestral Witch Tower.
Milton Cheney's gaze was as still as an ancient well, very serene.
He slightly tilted his head, as if gazing upward at the faraway ends of the sky, where the Void beyond the Ancestral Witch World lay.
Within the Void, an overwhelming aura was bearing down on him.
"Finally could not resist, huh?"
A faint inclination to laugh arose in Milton Cheney's heart.
He had thought that these three Realm Masters could restrain themselves for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Unexpectedly, he had overestimated their endurance.
