Looking at the glaring "179.1 billion" in his mind, Lin Yi took several deep breaths before he could suppress the urge to rush straight to the Evacuation Point and exchange it for treasures.
"I promised to provide backup from the center, so I have to keep my word," Lin Yi thought.
At that moment, excited, overlapping voices filled the communications channel.
"We caught up! Took out three more!"
"I need backup here! There are five Higher Deities gathered on the other side, trying to break through!"
"Lord Lin Yi! Three peak Higher Deities have formed a defensive formation here. We can't break through!"
At the last plea for help, a glint of silver flashed in Lin Yi's eyes.
"Understood."
He vanished from where he stood.
The next moment, he appeared in a shattered asteroid belt to the northwest.
Three peak Higher Deities of the Yuan Race stood back-to-back in a triangular formation. Thick black energy shields surrounded them as they stubbornly held off more than ten deities from the Pan-Spirit Alliance.
Although the Pan-Spirit Alliance had the numbers, they lacked a powerful technique capable of breaking through the combined defense in a single strike. For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.
The three Yuan Race deities knew they had no chance of escape, but they still resisted fiercely, hoping for even the slimmest chance of survival.
But no chance of survival came. Instead, Lin Yi arrived.
Space rippled like water, and Lin Yi appeared directly above the battlefield.
Without a word, he spread the fingers of his right hand and pressed down.
Ripples of Space-Time Stasis spread silently.
The three Yuan Race deities' movements, thoughts, and even the flow of their Divine Power all faltered for an instant.
Their combined defensive barrier dimmed slightly as well.
That