The despair in Great Sage Juling Xiong Cheng's furious roar was the kind that held not the slightest hope.
These mere hours of experience had made Great Sage Juling thoroughly understand that within this Small World, he could not kill Ye Zhen.
He could not even touch the corner of Ye Zhen's robes.
Those pitiful Dao Realm subordinates who had fought through life and death alongside him had died one after another at Ye Zhen's hands. Now, Great Sage Juling had no hope whatsoever of avenging them!
If this continued, let alone taking revenge, Great Sage Juling might not even survive.
This was despair born of helplessness taken to its absolute extreme!
It was precisely because he had seen through this that a trace of despair had entered Great Sage Juling's furious roar.
Ye Zhen did not hear the despair within Great Sage Juling's enraged roar.
Yet Great Sage Juling's actions in the next instant gave Ye Zhen a great shock.
Before his berserk state faded, Great Sage Juling, surrounded by countless phantoms of mountains and rivers, forcefully withstood the innumerable bolts of lightning striking down from the sky and threw a punch, blasting a sizable crack through the void barrier of the Demon Soul Realm.
However, because of the core power of the world's origin, such Spatial Rifts would close in the shortest possible time.
But at the instant the rift began to close, Great Sage Juling thrust out both arms and actually forced it open.
This sight gave Ye Zhen a tremendous fright.
As his thoughts raced, Ye Zhen understood exactly what Great Sage Juling Xiong Cheng intended to do.
After falling into despair, Great Sage Juling Xiong Cheng had decisively chosen to leave this place.
Otherwise, given enough time, Ye Zhen could slowly grind him to death,