Lin Yi did not take credit for himself. Instead, he remained quite humble, attributing the success of this operation to Ruolan's swift and powerful attacks.
No woman disliked praise, and Ruolan, now a High God, was no exception.
Especially when the praise came from someone she thought highly of, it was nothing short of a pleasure for a woman.
At present, the overall situation was beginning to take shape, but it had not yet been decided. This was not the time for mutual flattery.
"Wait here. Cooperate with your sister and launch a few more attacks. Once we knock Shiva unconscious, our goal will be achieved."
At first glance, Ruolan's words did not seem to contain much information, but upon closer thought, did this not mean she intended to spare Shiva?
Even now, they still believed that sparing Shiva might give them a chance to bring him into Anxing's camp, but that was unrealistic.
Watching Ruolan rejoin the battle, Lin Yi fell into thought.
How could Shiva possibly join Anxing? Wouldn't that be inviting a wolf into the house?
Just as Lin Yi was considering what skill he should use to launch a surprise attack and finish Shiva off directly, Wu Zhiqi's voice sounded in his mind.
"Kid, that guy's weapon looks extremely similar to my Destiny Divine Artifact from ten thousand years ago."
Lin Yi immediately cried out in surprise upon hearing that.
What the hell?!
The Divine River Ode had been Wu Zhiqi's weapon before his death! But what the hell was this supposed to mean?
Wu Zhiqi, who resided within Lin Yi's Sea of Consciousness, naturally sensed Lin Yi's thoughts.
Ten thousand years ago, after Wu Zhiqi was defeated, his weapon, Spirit Vortex, had been taken away by a mighty expert among the Gods of All Heavens,