If Elder Lu died, then even with twenty or thirty Upper Exalt examiners remaining, it would be meaningless. None of them could stand against a Lord rank expert. One strike would be enough to wipe them all out.
This was the worst possible outcome. Not the death of candidates, not the loss of examiners, but the fall of Elder Lu himself.
"It's over… Elder Lu is like this, he probably won't last long."
"I already sent a distress signal, but reinforcements will take at least an hour to arrive. There's no way we can hold on that long."
"Sigh… what cruel luck. To encounter a Sky-Devouring Thief of this level here… I still had so many ambitions left unfulfilled."
"Who wants to die? If only our luck had been better."
Despair crept into every voice. The Western Mansion examiners' faces were heavy, filled with bitterness and helplessness.
