The Six-Winged War Gods struggling to deal with the erosion of the Gate of Void had truly never imagined it.
At this critical juncture, an outside enemy had actually come to invade them.
After all, they had just driven away a Human Race cultivator. Could it be that he had returned?
An image immediately surfaced in the minds of these Six-Winged War Gods: a Human Race cultivator dressed in black.
It seemed that the self-detonation of their clansmen earlier had failed to kill him, and he had even managed to escape.
What they found even more unbelievable was that he had recovered so quickly.
In the minds of these Six-Winged War Gods, for someone to leave those self-detonating clansmen without suffering the slightest injury—
Even if they themselves had faced such an explosion, they would never have managed it without taking some damage.
Therefore, all these Six-Winged War Gods suspected that the man had forcibly endured his injuries before returning here.
Even after learning the truth, they were already powerless to leave and deal with that Human Race cultivator.
The white light that continued expanding under their suppression had already placed all their clansmen in danger of annihilation.
If they left now, the white light emerging from the Gate of Void might immediately spread across the entire starstone.
If that happened, not only would they be unable to complete the Void Overlord's mission, they would also lose the very foundation on which they now depended for survival.
None of these Six-Winged War Gods dared to gamble on that.
Thus, helplessly, they could only hope that the man had returned to investigate on a whim.
They hoped he had not appeared because he had found a clue about the Gate of Void here.
Otherwise, if he truly intended to lay hands