"Are you playing games with me, Yu Ming?" Guo Chen looked at him disdainfully and continued, "Your true form is on a completely different level from you in terms of intelligence. Did you deliberately send him here to wear down my strength?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you deliberately had your true form absorb Azathoth, that Chaos-origin entity that was difficult to digest, while you yourself pretended to be weak and used reincarnation to completely sever yourself from your true form. Now your true form has been deeply affected by Azathoth, yet you stand before me and tell me to absorb it? Isn't that taking the joke a little too far?"
"Back then, Azathoth was not as weak as this fellow. From the moment we first fought, I, Guo Chen, knew just how great your ambitions were. You actually used your own true form as a 'flesh sac' to contain the 'Chaos Primordial Core.' Only a madman like you could do something like that... Therefore, I naturally held strength in reserve to kill you."
The Black God Guo Chen would never be at a disadvantage against anyone in any respect. Even though he currently faced three troublesome opponents, had somewhat overused the dark energy within him, and carried hidden injuries from the previous battle.
Guo Chen's series of remarks directly amused Yu Ming.
"As expected of the Black God Guo Chen. Your words did give me a bit of lingering fear... I have been brewing and preparing this delicious feast for over four thousand years. My true form is truly as stupid as one of those creatures in the human world that loves rolling around in mud pits. Every time he faced a difficult problem, he needed this multiple personality of mine to analyze and solve it."
As Yu Ming spoke,