Because he had lost to Xiao Long far too many times!
It had made him start doubting himself.
The remaining deities paid him no attention either.
They were all too busy looking after themselves.
After all, they did not enjoy the same treatment as the God of Evil—having ham sausages to eat.
After fighting for so long, their divine power was beginning to run low.
However, some deities were still at their peak.
For example, the two generations of Rakshasa Gods and the Angel God.
None of them had made a move.
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue lacked the strength to defeat the other.
As for Ma Xiaotao and Ye Xishui, their godheads had come from the other side, making it inconvenient for them to act.
Thus, the four of them remained locked in a stalemate.
In the end, the God of Evil's side was the first to fall into a disadvantage.
Aside from the God of Goodness, the God of Destruction, and Rong Nianbing being too formidable,
they also had no food to replenish their divine power.
While the other side did.
So, relying on their superior numbers, they chose to defend.
The God of Goodness took the opportunity to break free and went to help the God of Evil.
This left all the gods somewhat stunned.
They had never imagined that the God of Evil and the God of Goodness would one day join forces against a Level One Deity.
But upon thinking about it, they found it understandable.
After all, the God of Evil alone could not defeat Xiao Long.
Seeing his wife come to help him,
the God of Evil felt both gratified and deeply embarrassed.
He was gratified because his wife still loved him most and had come to help him at the first opportunity.