Fighting Will

Violent noises were continuously heard from the underground palace. There was not nearly enough space down there for a battle between people at the top of the Saint plane. An ordinary palace certainly would have collapsed by this point. However, even though the underground palace was constantly shaking, it had not been destroyed.

Outside the palace, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng had advanced a little bit and were watching the palace.

"I can't sense anything," Ye Futian whispered. Should they go in or not?

"Should we go in?" Yu Sheng asked.

"Let's wait a little longer," Ye Futian replied. The battle within was extremely chaotic. The cultivators of the three greatest forces in the Ziwei Realm were locked in battle. If they rushed in now, they would be nothing more than cannon fodder.

At the very least, it was best to wait until all three sides had been weakened.