"We must hold on no matter what and keep that godfiend occupied here!"
A trace of excitement laced that voice.
Wu Ming could understand perfectly.
After all, he had the ruler of the entire Inner World pinned down here. If they could completely destroy Him here, then even paying a price would be well worth it.
"What a... pity!"
At that moment, the Void Mask before him sighed and suddenly stopped fighting. The black miasma filling the sky abruptly drew back.
Unlike the other godfiends, He was full of wisdom.
After their earlier clash, He had glimpsed Wu Ming's trump cards and realized that even if He could destroy Wu Ming, it would come at an enormous cost and keep Him tied up for a very long time.
That opening would leave Him vulnerable to an attack by numerous Supreme Gods, and He might be killed outright.
"It seems our battlefield will have to shift to the Inner World... I'll be waiting for you! I have a feeling that if I devour everything you are, I may gain powers beyond my wildest imagination..."
Simon bowed slightly. Four white masks took turns guarding him, shielding him from every attack as he slowly withdrew.
Wu Ming watched him leave without giving chase.
After all, boosted by the Inner World, his opponent's power might even surpass his own.
And more importantly, he wasn't Xu. Why should he risk his life for Xu's sake?
As Simon had said, the true battlefield was in the Inner World!
"Your Majesty Wu Ming!"
Simon's timing was impeccable. The next instant, several voices rang out, and the figures of numerous Supreme Gods appeared.
"Where is the Void Mask?"
The first of them was none other than Xu. His voice held a trace of displeasure. "You let Him escape?"