"Th-this is..."
Ying Yue stared at the Supreme Majesty as he revealed his form. Though she had caught only a fleeting glimpse, it was enough to make her think of someone.
"Impossible... It can't be..."
In an instant, memories of her investigation into the Ouroboros Ring on the Western Continent surged through her mind, nearly plunging the female swordswoman into a crisis of self-doubt.
Wu Ming didn't waste a thought on an ant.
He released a trace of his aura and slapped the obviously suicidal godspawn dead, then returned to the pillar of light.
"Great Supreme Majesty, it was only a godspawn... There was no need for you to act personally..."
Though he was the Supreme Majesty guarding this place, he still had many True Gods from both East and West under his command. A Western God of War, clad in golden armor and wielding a spear, stepped forward and spoke.
"It's nothing..."
Wu Ming waved a hand. Of course, he wasn't about to admit that he'd just figured out something that had been stumping him and, for a moment, hadn't been able to hold himself back.
After dismissing the God of War, Wu Ming went to the Main God Hall and waved his hand. Models of thirty-six War Fortresses appeared one after another, centered around Dragon King City.
"According to Xu, the positions of these cities can form a formation that will continuously purify the Inner World... That's not wrong, or the many gods would have seen through the lie..."
Wu Ming waved his hand, and another row of dark spots of light appeared, circling the many fortresses.
"That's not the key. The key is Void Mask's actions. The godspawn and monsters attacking us seem to be positioned in perfect accord with the entire formation, serving as a kind