Within the Inner World, all was silent.
The many High Gods who had survived were quietly waiting to see what Wu Ming would do next.
"The Ninth Level supreme will withdrew of its own accord? Did it realize what fate awaits it if it opposes me?"
Wu Ming's colossal body stirred, and the Chaos Sea boiled. He gazed upon the ravaged Inner World and let out another sigh.
Though he had defeated the Void Mask and devoured everything it possessed, the Ninth Level being's true body had immediately descended to strike at him!
A being of that level could destroy a minor world with a single thought!
"Time... is running out..."
Wu Ming lowered his head and saw the Inner World, riddled with wounds.
Though many High Gods had merged with the Dao and transformed the Inner World into the Netherworld and Hell, part of it had first been devoured by the Void Mask, and then even the World Will had perished. The losses had been catastrophic.
But for the Main World, this might not be a bad thing.
It needed the Inner World to bear and transform its darker aspects, but it did not need the Inner World's will.
With the Inner World's will devoured by the Void Mask, it was all the easier for the Main World to merge with the entire Inner World.
"Has the Spirit Race in the Main World been wiped out completely, too?"
Wu Ming raised his hand. "Let me give you one last push!"
Rip!
He brought his palm down. The many shattered world membranes throughout the Inner World were immediately mended by chaos. The world shrank at once, its surface glowing with a cool, clear light as it slowly sank to the bottom layer of the Main World.
Rumble!
The whole world