By the time Chen Shouyi received the news, it was already five days later.
On the rooftop of a tall building.
Chen Shouyi and Feng Hansong sat opposite each other.
"So, the God of Hunting has fled back to the alien world!" Chen Shouyi asked in surprise.
"It's very possible!" Feng Hansong nodded and said.
Humans know too little about the alien world and the deities, and they are completely unaware of the existence of faith backlash. They only know that on the Pingzhou battlefield, the God of Hunting suddenly disappeared, the barbarians became chaotic, their morale collapsed, and they massively retreated to the spatial passage.
Chen Shouyi felt a sense of relief in his heart, yet also a bit of disappointment. This wasn't the end of the war, just a temporary truce. As soon as the God of Hunting recovered, it would soon return.
