It truly had turned his entire worldview upside down.
Shouldn't a clash between two sides be a contest of divine abilities and spells? Even if they occasionally relied on magical treasures, they ought to summon those treasures and use their power against their enemies. Who threw out one magical treasure after another and then made them explode?
The explosions were bad enough, but that fellow had so many magical treasures that its supply seemed inexhaustible.
Its supply might be inexhaustible, but I can't hold out any longer. There's no choice but to retreat first and find a way to deal with them another day.
Fortunately, the Devil Ancestor is in seclusion right now. Otherwise, if he learned I'd failed again, however forgiving he might be, he'd surely punish me, Black Robe thought with relief.
"Xiong Meng, you've earned yourself some credit." Elsewhere, Xiong Zhan recovered its senses and spoke to Xiong Meng before it with a complicated expression.
At those words, Xiong Meng turned around and gave it a disgruntled look. "Yes, thanks to me. Otherwise, that devil would already have destroyed your body and spirit, leaving you forever beyond reincarnation."
Xiong Zhan frowned, wanting to offer a few words in its own defense. I might not be able to beat him, but destroying my body and spirit wouldn't be that easy, all right?
But before it could speak, Xiong Meng raised both paws and gazed up at the sky, its face earnest and intoxicated with itself. "I truly don't understand why His Majesty chose you as the Dharma Protector of his reincarnated self. I'm clearly more reliable than you. Who else in this Primordial World could force a Quasi-Saint to retreat while only at the Great Luo level? None but me, Xiong Meng! This truly is my era.