When Starsibyl saw Lu Yin, the corner of her mouth twitched triumphantly. “I’ll remember all of you. We really have to leave now, so please try to buy us some more time. The longer you stall for, the more meritorious your achievements will be. Don’t worry—I promise that your achievements will be delivered to your heirs. Remember, stall for as much time as you possibly can.” 

This woman was not merely abandoning the Outerverse cultivators to die. At this time, she was actually taking advantage of the Outerverse cultivators to buy her more time to escape. 

Lu Yin’s eyes narrowed. This altar seemed to be quite similar to the one that the Skyblaze Dojo had used. It had to be said not even Madam Hong had been able to react to the Skyblaze Dojo’s altar, and it had also been near impossible to damage it whatsoever. Madam Hong was a Cosmic Imprinter, which was the equivalent of a Ninth Stage Augmenter.  

This was Starsibyl’s last ploy. They had never had any intention of dying when they planned this sneak attack on the transport crew. Starsibyl had made many backup plans. 

Lu Yin’s brain ramped up into overdrive; he could not allow anyone from the Innerverse to leave. Otherwise, even if Yuan Shi remained behind, the rest of them would all be destined to die without any hope of escape. Keeping the people from the Innerverse behind on the transport continent was their only hope of survival.

As his mind raced for a solution, inspiration suddenly struck him. Lu Yin pulled out an item from his cosmic ring:...