No matter how insistent the four servants were, Divine Kasyapa didnât give an inch. There was no room for negotiation.
Huangâer was going to protest further, but then Kasyapa knocked her unconscious with a single stroke. He ordered his four servants, âYour duty is to protect Huangâer. She is my one and only hope. As long as sheâs safe and sound, Iâll return in one piece.â
He loved Huangâer very much, even more than he did his daughter An Yuâer.
An Yuâer wasnât jealous of her daughter. She knew Huangâer had much more talent in martial dao than her. Besides, sheâd missed the best age for cultivation.
She was happy that her daughter had the opportunity to grow stronger. She harbored a lot of guilt toward her girl.
She and Yan Qianfan hadnât been able to show their daughter any love since her birth. Worse, sheâd suffered greatly because of them, shouldering burdens that shouldnât have been hers.
If fate hadnât been merciful, they wouldnât even have seen their daughter after leaving the Boundless Prison. She wouldâve long become a pile of bones.
Eternalâs second prime and third prime learned of Divine Kasyapaâs assessment of the situation. They knew they had no choice but to attempt an escape.
They were very conflicted.
Their attempt to break through enemy lines might fail, but if they didnât even try, it was only a matter of time before their enemies broke in. Then, theyâd all die.
What was worse, the sacred landâs heritage, foundation, and all the treasure theyâd accumulated would fall into enemy hands. If that happened, they would be vilified by generations to come.
No matter how slim their chance of escape was, it wasnât impossible. But if they stayed, their doom was assured.
If even someone as powerful as Divine Kasyapa had given up on winning, that made it clearer than anything that the enemies were too formidable.
And now they were facing four divine cultivators! That turned the two primesâ knowledge of the world completely upside down. Was the Eternal Sacred Land worth the attention of four gods?
How powerful must their enemies be for them to send so many divine cultivators to attack the sacred land? Four gods were a lot in Myriad Abyss, even by the ten sacred landsâ standards.
âYou have one hour. Pack up! Take the most valuable items with you. Get ready to break through enemy lines!â
They were breaking out!
Every member of the sacred land had received the order. They could no longer keep the sacred landâs foundation intact.
Their only chance was to force an escape.
As soon as the two enforcers showed, the sacred landâs defense wavered even more. If Jiang Chen and the forefather hadnât improved the defense system several times, the four divine cultivators wouldâve broken in in less than fifteen minutes.
It was a race against time.
Eternal needed time to gather their members and pack up their personal items and valuables.
Meanwhile, the attackers were trying to break through the defenses as quickly as possible so that they could fully loot everything from the sacred land.
Divine Kasyapa and House Yan stayed on their guard. As soon as Kasyapa made a move against the divine cultivators, the others would force their way out with every last trick in their arsenal.
Divine Kasyapa was in a dark mood as well. Even if he managed to attract all four of the divine cultivators, it didnât guarantee that the others would be able to escape.
If the four cultivators reacted quickly, some of them would be able to go after his family. Would his four servants be enough to take them on? Could they persist under divinesâ attacks?
He didnât have an answer.
He finally understood the problem of having no allies. Although he was a divine cultivator, there was little he could do as one man.
âRemember, you must keep running no matter what happens on my side,â An Kasyapa stated. âKeep going and donât look back. Donât worry about me. Donât even think about coming back for me. You wonât be of any help in a battle at this level.â
With that, he hid himself with the sacred landâs defense as his cover and watched the four divine cultivators. The four men had each picked an area and brimmed with supreme confidence.
Truth be told, the four of them would be enough to destroy the Eternal Sacred Land twice or three times over.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
An Kasyapa stayed in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike. He was in the dark while his enemies were out in the open. That was his only advantage and only hope.
Only by exploiting that advantage did he have a chance of turning the tide.
After all those years in the Boundless Prison, heâd learned to wait for the right moment. Like a wolf hunting for prey, he wouldnât expose himself before he was sure he could take down his enemies.
However, the only thing keeping him hidden was Eternalâs defense system that yet stood, but could fall at any second.
One it did, heâd lose his cover and be completely exposed to his enemies. Then, he would have no choice but to fight them head on.
âI have to make this attack count. I have to hit at least a few of them and injure them. I wonât survive a fight against all four of them.â
An Kasyapa remained level-headed, a crucial mentality for the underdog.
The different ways the four cultivators held themselves were telling. The sallow man seemed to harbor hatred for the sacred land as he looked the most eager.
Lightfordâs personal guards had arrived later. They stayed at the back like they were the last line of defense. They werenât in a rush to attack the sacred land, but instead kept an eye on the battlefield, seemingly looking for An Kasyapa.
The remaining bald cultivator took the other side as his defense post.
The four of them had sealed off the escape route.
Divine Kasyapa kept calculating his chances.
The sallow cultivator was the only one he could target. The bald man was on the other side and wasnât a main attacker.
Meanwhile, the two enforcers looked untouchable. It didnât seem like they planned to intervene, which either meant that they considered themselves much more superior, or the teamwork between the four divine cultivators wasnât as good as theyâd expected.