As expected, the devil god in Ruler Xing Yun's spiritual world didn't leave.
He stood in mid-air and glanced at the pitch-black great hall in front of him. His gaze had resumed its calmness and indifference.
In his eyes, Wang Teng and Ruler Xing Yun wouldn't be able to cause any more trouble after they fell into the White Bone Devil Prison. They would become slaves of the dark.
"That brat performed better than the eternal-stage ruler from the Mecha Race."
"He's just relying on the Holy Flame and his light talent. With his spiritual power, he won't be able to last for long."
"Although the eternal-stage ruler of the Mecha Race can't resist forever, he will definitely be able to last longer than that brat."
The devil god's gaze flickered for a moment before he disregarded it.
"Lord Devil God!"
Devil Titan Gula saw that the situation was settled so he opened his mouth carefully.
"I'll leave this mechanical body to you. Don't disappoint me again," the devil god said calmly.
