"So that's it... No wonder I always felt something was wrong with Xu and the Void Mask!"
Wu Ming was caught in the black hole's gravity. Auspicious Cloud billowed above his head, and the phantom of the Main God Hall appeared behind him, keeping him firmly in place.
Even so, faced with the ever-growing pull, he found it far from easy to hold on.
"Even if I escape, once the Void Mask reaches the Ninth Level, it'll be virtually omniscient and omnipotent. If it still holds a grudge, it'll hunt me down even if I flee to another universe or dimension!"
Wu Ming gritted his teeth.
The clues to the Main World's calamity had been linking together in his mind, finally forming the truth.
The entire Spirit Race had been ambitious from the very beginning, seeking to become omniscient and omnipotent.
Unfortunately, the Main World was guarded by a hundred races and many Supreme Gods. Even if they joined forces, there was nothing they could do.
But then a special godspawn—or rather, a creation—was born among the Spirit Race: the Void Mask, naturally endowed with the ability to devour and plunder everything.
The Spirit Race was overjoyed. They were of one mind and shared a special bond, so even this godspawn was one of their own.
After detecting the changes in the Inner World, they sent the Void Mask into it, despite their grand designs.
What happened next was all part of Wu Ming's own experience.
Led by the Void Mask, the godspawn of the Inner World had unleashed a calamity, steadily weakening the Main World.
Meanwhile, the Spirit Race and Xu had gone undercover among the alliance of the hundred races, proposing a plan to transform the Inner World. In truth, they were cooperating with the Void Mask to