"Young Master Xu, don't joke around," the Wood War God said with a smile.
The next moment, his entire body transformed into a bolt of lightning and lunged straight at Xu Zimo.
"This farce should have ended long ago."
Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
The chains that had already been buried beneath the Wood War God's feet suddenly sprang forth the instant he made his move, wrapping tightly around him.
"How could this be?" The Wood War God struggled with all his might.
His face was filled with fury and shock.
"Stop struggling," Xu Zimo said with a smile from the side.
"How did you see through me?" the Wood War God asked in astonishment.
"I didn't see through you. I simply never believed you from the start," Xu Zimo replied.
"How is that possible? My disguise was flawless. Not even the other War Gods saw through it," the Wood War God replied, still unable to believe it.
"Tell me, when I was fighting those two just now, what were you doing?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Watching the show. I was fighting while you stood by and watched."
"And besides, you didn't show yourself during the battle between the Mountain God Tribe and the Moon Shadow Tribe. Yet the moment I arrived at Lion Mansion, you came hopping out?"
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the Wood War God fell silent for a moment.
Then he looked at Xu Zimo and said, "How about we discuss this?"
"Discuss what?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What is your purpose in coming to the Land of Destruction?
Our Blood Clan bears neither grievance nor grudge against you. You surely did not come specifically to capture us."
The Wood War God said, "You asked me about Blood Space before. Perhaps we can talk."
"Now that you mention