Dawn was approaching.
The gods had already been planning to leave.
With something like this happening, they had no intention of lingering here any longer. One after another, they moved away from Gourmet Street.
Avoiding danger and pursuing benefit.
It was human nature.
The gods were no different.
The gods gathered at the Bathhouse to relax and enjoy themselves.
Naturally, they could not bring great disaster upon themselves for the sake of other gods.
They did not know exactly what had happened on Gourmet Street, but that did not stop them from clearly understanding one fact: hundreds, even thousands, of gods on Gourmet Street had been beaten down!
Whether they were alive or dead was unknown.
But judging from the gods' agonized struggles and their appearances, worse than death, they had certainly endured tremendous torment!
So many gods had been collectively taken down!!
The person who had caused all this must possess astonishing power.
They could not afford to provoke her.
But they could still run, couldn't they?!
Run, run~~
Toot-toot!
The ship began sounding its horn, urging the other gods to hurry aboard and leave!
Zhu Qingling, Tang Bohu, and the others noticed this, but showed no intention of pursuing them.
Zhu Qingling looked toward the gods on Gourmet Street, pondering how she should deal with them.
She had not expected these gods to be so weak.
It seemed she had still underestimated the power of the Curse Source.
She had underestimated herself.
At this thought, Zhu Qingling waved her hand, and most of the gods woke up with her motion.
They were covered in cold sweat. When the wind blew over them, they could not help shivering. One by one, they looked up at Zhu Qingling with eyes filled with panic and fear!
They looked at one