Chapter 941: You, Not Even Worthy to Meet My Divine!

"The Nine Divine Ones have descended! Hahaha, now see how you die!"

The Imperial Prince of the Zi Yun Empire let out a wildly joyful laugh.

In the sky, the Zi Yun Sacred Son also felt a flash of satisfaction in his heart!

"All Nine Divine Ones have now descended their incarnations—this battle's outcome is settled!"

Thought the Zi Yun Sacred Son.

His gaze involuntarily turned toward the rear, where Old Lady Hai's sandship lay.

Old Lady Hai had refused to act; it was impossible for the Zi Yun Sacred Son to harbor no resentment.

Yet before a Sacred Domain, the Zi Yun Sacred Son would never reveal his emotions.

"Hmph, you need not lift a finger—we can still resolve this. A Sacred Domain? In a few decades, I too can reach it!"

The Zi Yun Sacred Son thought with satisfaction.

Yet, gazing at the Nine Divine Ones above, instinctively, the Zi Yun Sacred Son felt something was off.

What he could not understand was why all these Zi Yun Divine Ones had descended.

Though the enemy had three Sacred Domains, one of them even a powerful Second Rank Sacred Domain, the Zi Yun Divine Ones had no need to go to such lengths.

Two or three more divine incarnations would have been enough to turn the tide.

"The enemy's Divine Ones still haven't moved at all!"

At that moment, the Zi Yun Sacred Son realized this.

Yes, the enemy's Divine Ones had not lifted a single finger so far.

Just the three Sacred Domains had already driven the Zi Yun Empire into chaos, nearly trapping even Yu'er's Battle Incarnation.

Not acting does not mean they are not watching—the enemy's Divine must be observing this battle closely.

They do not act because they do not need to!

"They are guarding against the enemy's Divine Ones!"

The Zi Yun Sacred Son suddenly had this epiphany.

Meng Ying, the Fox Maiden Qing Ling, and Lucine had already gathered together.

Every day, they prayed to Lin Yan, reporting every detail of their day to him.

Naturally, they had already reported this battle to Lin Yan.

They always prayed before every great battle.

For them, it was the same.

Even when expanding or launching large-scale wars, they required Lin Yan's permission.

Of course, Lin Yan would not respond to every prayer.

They had learned by experience: in daily prayers, minor matters—like lowering the price of potatoes within the realm—Lin Yan would never respond.

But in such moments, silence meant approval.

For large-scale wars, whether expansion or defense, Lin Yan usually responded.

Lin Yan's gaze had indeed descended, yet he remained utterly still.

Just as the Zi Yun Sacred Son had guessed.

Meng Ying and the others could handle it themselves—Lin Yan had no need to descend his power.

It was also training for Meng Ying and the others.