Was it really Xiao Zhan?
Even amid this fierce battle that would decide the future, Yinzhi still had enough attention to spare for the only variable in this war. There were not many things she did not know. The other Divine Lords did not even dare guarantee their own secrets would remain undiscovered. Much of the time, whether Yinzhi could know a secret depended only on how much of a price she was willing to pay.
As a Prophecy Spellcaster who stood at the peak, carrying the past into the future, everyone was transparent to her as long as she wished it.
But Multistar was a black box Yinzhi knew nothing about, because she could not afford the price. That price was not a matter of how many resources had to be consumed, but that she could not bear the consequences—if she dared use a Prophecy Miracle to invade Multistar, that would be equivalent to opening a loophole for the Source Angel to escape.
Even now, they still could not figure out the Source Angel's true strength, but even if they analyzed it in the weakest possible direction, the Source Angel was at least a Divine Lord of every school.
More precisely, all the achievements of Spellcaster civilization up to this minute, this second—apart from the very few portions the Divine Lords had monopolized with Golden Apples—every piece of knowledge that had ever appeared in the river of history was the Source Angel's property.
Its strength was equal to the sum total of Spellcaster civilization; in terms of Spell realm alone, even the former six Divine Lords could only approach it infinitely in a single school, never surpass it; it could mobilize all the Spell Power of the first four layers of the Void Realm, and the Sea of Knowledge,