"… Are you sure you're comforting me?" Zhou Xuanwu was speechless.
"Of course. There's no doubt about it," Wang Teng said seriously.
"Alright, let's not waste any time. The pope should be dead now, right?" Zhou Xuanwu rolled his eyes and asked.
"Should be. He must have turned into minced meat now." Suddenly, he remembered something and activated his Eyes of Essence to scan the ground below.
"Huh?" His gaze paused for a moment. Then he snorted and said, "Give me a moment."
Wang Teng disappeared and went to the center of the explosion. Only residual Forces were left here now. They wouldn't hurt him.
He stood on the ground and smiled. Then, he started speaking to the seemingly empty surroundings. "You're a sly old fox. You tried to use this method to escape. However, I must admit that you're brutal. You destroyed your own body and left a wist of Origin Of Soul. If I wasn't careful enough, you would have run away."