Wu Pifu did not return to Gaia immediately.
Although the Main Brain could teleport him back at once, Beelzebub stopped him.
Wu Pifu was simply in far too terrible a state right now. Once he entered the outside world, even with the Main Brain's teleportation protection, the slightest mishap could cost him his life. The Main Brain might be reliable in other situations, but when it came to figures on this level doing something, it might not be able to protect Wu Pifu after all.
As for his injuries... His physical wounds looked terrifying, but his own physique could withstand them. They would heal in no more than three days. There were two real reasons for his terrible condition. First, his Nen ability had completely vanished—not lost, but having entered an utterly thorough state of Zetsu. At the same time, aside from his physical vitality and blood energy being weakened by his injuries, his other extraordinary energies had nearly disappeared by more than ninety-nine percent. This left him unable even to remain suspended in the air. He could only manipulate the last wisps of Immortal Martial inner force to desperately control his descent speed and posture.
Second, the injuries he had suffered in the Nen space were not merely physical wounds. They had injured his body, his mental consciousness, and perhaps even his soul and true spirit. Put simply, the damage had struck at his essence. In theory, he could never fully recover from it. The upper limit of his strength and his future potential would inevitably be greatly diminished, unless he found something as heaven-defying as the Perfect Fruit... Of course, that was only in theory.
Beelzebub was naturally deeply worried. Yet when she thought of some of Wu Pifu's special traits, especially an old memory that had vaguely