One day and one night, for the ordinary person, might be but the blink of an eye.
But, for the cultivators, who regard a decade or even a century as mere moments, this one day was even more agonizing.
Because they were cultivators of the immortal sects of Jiangzhou City.
The three-day deadline set by Ye Xiao was fast approaching.
But now, Ye Xiao by the Yellow River had no response, and neither did Tang Tianhao within Jiangzhou City.
Even the members of Lie Sue, who were blocking the city outskirts of Jiangzhou City, were motionless.
Their lack of action was precisely what tormented these cultivators.
If they knew they were bound to die, they would, at worst, meet their demise and vanish from the path of cultivation.
Yet now, so much time had passed without any further battles erupting in Jiangzhou City, and there was still no sign of movement from Ye Xiao's side.
Less than an hour remained until the deadline set by Ye Xiao, and the three-day term would be upon them.