The ten-thousand-year deadline Ling Tian and the Lord of the Universe had agreed on had passed, yet the Lord of the Universe still hadn't triggered the final battle. Though he hadn't notified Ling Tian's main body again that he would delay things, the delay had clearly become a certainty.
Thinking they could buy more time once again, Ling Tian, Po Qiong, and the others were delighted. Chang Xiangshou and the rest couldn't help teasing that the Lord of the Universe had probably stayed silent because he was embarrassed to lose face. After all, repeatedly delaying the battle and failing to inflict any casualties on Chi Xue and the others over such a long stretch of time were both deeply humiliating for him.
Naturally, the thought of the Lord of the Universe losing face was music to Po Qiong and the others' ears. The World-Ending Thunder Dragon especially hoped he would make a fool of himself.
"We expected the Lord of the Universe wouldn't be able to threaten Fellow Daoist Chi Xue and the others. After all, their strength is beyond the reach of those Nine Nether Nether Soldiers—even if the Lord of the Universe is likely using the Creation Divine Tree's Origin Power and the World-Ending Lightning Tribulation's power to strengthen the soldiers." Ling Tian's main body spoke with a smile. "Of course, this is good news for us. The Lord of the Universe has lost so much Origin Power, and that must have weakened him to some extent."
"Heh, that's true." Youye couldn't help laughing. "The Lord of the Universe's strength is growing weaker and weaker because he's lost the Origin Power of Senior Creation and Senior World-Ending. That's great news for us, since it means he'll pose less of a threat to Ling Tian later. In other words,