Yang Fan nodded lightly at those words.
"Well done."
"Once this battle is over, have Yang Si and the others begin invading the Black Armored Beetle Clan's Divine Kingdom."
"From here on, warfare and the development of our Divine Kingdom must proceed together."
Through this battle, Yang Fan had gained a clear understanding of his Divine Kingdom's current fighting strength.
Among Lower-Order Gods, his Divine Kingdom could practically be called invincible.
Since that was the case, what he needed to do next was even simpler.
Devour more Divine Kingdom Cores.
On the one hand, he could continually strengthen his Divine Kingdom Talent this way.
On the other, it would let him expand his Divine Kingdom Area faster.
He would use war to sustain war, keeping his Divine Kingdom growing at high speed.
The stronger he became, the more secure he would feel.
He already possessed wealth that Ordinary Gods could scarcely imagine.
And as his Divine Kingdom continued developing, the wealth he controlled would only increase.
For now, perhaps he could still conceal these things from the outside world.
But who could guarantee that would always be possible?
Wealth alone could not guarantee safety.
Once it accumulated beyond a certain point, others would begin coveting it.
What truly kept others from setting their sights on him was not how deeply he hid his wealth, but how powerful he himself was.
"Yes, Master!" Yang Da nodded excitedly.
Inside Ma Huainan's Divine Kingdom.
The remaining believers had reached the point where their oil had run dry and their lamps were guttering out.
They could no longer even swallow water or eat normally. Every last one of them had been reduced to skin and bones.
Their once-normal skin had taken on an eerie, inky-green hue.
Clearly, they had spent far too long