War of Destruction II

Hidden in the darkness, Lin Xin kept a portion of his divine sense fixed tightly on the bronze gate.

At the same time, he carefully calculated and estimated the minimum lower-limit attribute points of the Dao Ancestor level.

He intended to use the attribute system to calculate the might possessed by Dao Ancestors.

During these past decades, when Nine Colors and Fang Yu had battled, he had also observed and calculated from afar.

But their power had been far too terrifying. The slightest brush from the aftershock had made him cough blood several times and severely wounded his divine soul, forcing him to hide deep within the abyss.

A Dao Ancestor's attacks targeted both divine soul and flesh simultaneously. Their Primordial Unity was incomparably powerful and also carried the effects of Karma Dao Arts.

Those not on the same level could not even hide or defend themselves. They could only endure head-on.

After nursing his divine soul injuries, Lin Xin no longer dared approach the battlefield.

He merely collected data from the outskirts.

By comparing it against calculations of his own destructive power, he had truly worked out the approximate numerical range of Dao Ancestors.

"I stood several dozen light-years beyond the outskirts of Nine Colors and Fang Yu's battle. The explosive impact I suffered was equivalent to a frontal attack from a terrifying expert with roughly twenty-five billion in destructive attributes."

Lin Xin's expression was grave.

"And that was merely the outermost aftershock... the power from dozens of light-years away. If I were at the center of their battle..."

Though his expression remained calm, his heart was nowhere near as placid as his outward appearance.

"If I want to follow the attribute system and catch up to them, the amount I need to devour is simply far, far too