Ling Tianyu heard the words of the Immortal Path and knew that he needed ten days to recover. It was clear he couldn't leave; he wanted to leave this place, but it would take some time.
In that case, let's stay for ten days. Anyway, sooner or later, this old guy must be absorbed. Even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes today, it won't work; however many people come, they must die.
He has many trump cards; absorption is necessary, and no one can stop it.
The old guy who was sealed is already dumbfounded; his seven subordinates are gone, directly perished. Such an outcome he cannot accept.
This old guy has to accept it even if he can't; the fact is already before him, leaving him no choice but to believe it, even if he doesn't want to accept it.
Ling Tianyu has already sat down cross-legged, painting the Taiji Symbol in the air with his hands in front of his chest, entering into cultivation. Ten days of cultivation is all.
