"This... Then what should we do? Doesn't that mean that Undead Clan will be able to find us very soon?"
"That's right. Even against the Dark Demon God, we could barely hold on. Without you, Nalant, I'm afraid we could only hide everywhere, and it probably wouldn't take long before the Dark Demon God completely occupied the World of Gods."
"And now if someone even stronger than the Dark Demon God comes, wouldn't our World of Gods be finished?"
After hearing Nalant's explanation, the expressions of all the gods changed drastically at once.
That was the existence that had created the Dark Demon God. Without even thinking, they knew how much combat power the Undead Clan possessed.
In truth, Nalant felt just as uneasy as the gods.
After all, his current strength was still too weak. If it was only dealing with the Dark Demon God, that was still fine, but if he had to deal with the Undead Clan, he absolutely did not have that ability.
Fortunately, however, the Creator God's inheritance told him that the true myriad worlds beyond the domain were extremely vast. Compared with them, the void formed after the World of Gods shattered was utterly a little shaman meeting a great shaman.
So, if their luck was a little better, and the Dark Demon God was extremely far away from them, then for the essence blood to return to its master's side would also require quite a bit of time.
Add in the journey for the Undead Clan to come over, and a round trip of even a hundred years was possible.
Although a hundred years was only the snap of a finger to the Undead Clan and the gods.
But for the Gods Continent and Nalant, it was truly precious time.
To soothe the