"Those who should concentrate on their cultivation should do just that, and if they can't, they should go into closed-door meditation to calm down. Pretend the Nanyang Treasure Land doesn't exist," Chi Yang Elder didn't even need to listen to the voice coming from the Dao Plate to guess what his fellow cultivators were thinking, as they all faced the same dilemma.
"And the rest?" Liu Shiqian opened his eyes with a solemn expression.
"The rest..." Chi Yang Elder's face slightly stiffened, then he too spoke solemnly, "take a risk, bet their lives on a last-ditch effort?"
To be honest, not every cultivator can be as unaffected as an ancient well, especially those who had once tasted glory. Every bit of White Jade Capital was won with their lives at stake.
To risk it all once more... didn't seem like such a big deal.
What exactly were the six Sect Masters pondering? Could it be that after their attempt at Union Dao, they really thought themselves immortal?
