His body turned into strange gray particles and surged into the exit like mist.
The rift to Hell closed instantly.
Only Immacrada remained atop the Holy Mountain, along with the scarlet snowflakes endlessly circling overhead with a hum.
Immacrada watched her Lord's departing figure and suppressed the doubts in her heart. Since the Lord had not told her, then as a qualified Hell High Priest, she could not ask too many questions.
During her time as Hell High Priest, she had also learned much about Hell and the Lords of Hell.
First of all, the masters of each Hell could not leave their respective Hells. Only their avatars could travel to reality.
Yet her Lord of Blood Floss had forcibly left in his true body some time ago.
Though she did not know where he had gone.
As High Priest, however, she could still sense whether the Lord was within Hell. Of course, it was also possible that the Lord had deliberately blocked her perception.
But for Wu Heng, there was clearly no need to do so.
Wu Heng had not concealed any of this. He had previously been restricted by this world as well. After advancing to become a Lord of Hell, he likewise could not leave Hell and could only send Swine Two into the real world as his avatar.
Perhaps, to Immacrada, there was no difference either way.
But only Wu Heng himself understood that this time, he had truly gone to the reality of this story world in his true body.
Ordinary Lords of Hell, even if they wanted to send an avatar out of Hell, had to send it through Hell's entrance. They could not, like Wu Heng, casually tear open his own Blood Floss Hell.
He had truly achieved the ability to manipulate Hell