"His Majesty has left..." Chang Xi murmured, her face pale as she stumbled backward a few steps. The once-strong goddess seemed fragile as she fell to the ground, her eyes losing focus.
The Head Manager sat on the ground, catching his breath, his wounds already obscured once more.
Wu Wang closed his eyes in thought, his Immortal Consciousness meticulously probing the situation everywhere.
The Wood God and the Earth God held different expressions. The former seemed unsurprised, as if to say, 'It's to be expected,' while the Earth God frowned at Wu Wang, apparently trying to read some hidden signs from his face.
The Young Master's mood was quite complicated at this moment. On one hand, she was happy for Wu Wang, but seeing her brother's miserable condition also made her heart ache.
A long silence fell upon the place.
