The Supreme God

Solomon immediately sent a message to Bartholomew, informing him of Winston's whereabouts.

"Ha-ha-ha!

Old man, you've been on the run for a long time, and I've been searching for you all that time.

I honestly never thought I'd actually find you!

You've been hiding for so long; that must mean you have not recovered yet.

This seems like the best opportunity I'll get to kill you!"

Bartholomew could not help bursting into a mad laughter, unable to contain his joy when he received this news.

He had schemed with Winston's other disciples to collude with his enemies to set a trap and launch a sneak attack on him.

As a result, Winston had been seriously injured and forced to flee in his desperation.

Although his disciples knew he'd been badly hurt, they could not rest knowing he was still out there somewhere, alive.

They lived in fear that their master would come back for them and get his revenge once he'd healed.

They had a deep and clear understanding of the strength Winston possessed.

Once he'd regained his power and gotten back up to his peak combat effectiveness, they would not stand a chance against him.

Over the years, Bartholomew and Winston's disciples had been trying to track him down, hoping to put him to an end once and for all.

However, he'd kept himself well hidden, not leaving them any traces to follow.

Only now did Bartholomew finally manage to discover his whereabouts.

"You're not getting away this time, old man!"

Bartholomew sneered, his eyes brimming with a cold killing intent.

"Tell them to take action, work together and destroy that wretched old man!" Bartholomew barked to his subordinates.

He pondered a moment before deciding to share the news with Winston's disciples.

They received his message before long.

"What? Did I hear that right?

Has Bartholomew really found the old man?

That's great!"

man is surely going to

message, all the disciples, one after the

all set out to link up with

hold of their master, they sped up, rushing towards the Ninth

no time at all, several

four

all gods of

either, but top masters with terrifying

Ninth Floor shook under the energy they

and save

do not need to show off in front of

he

total of five disciples, each of whom had ascended to god of

testament to just how skilled he was at

the relationships between

never normally contact each

never talk

ordinary circumstance. They had to come together this

on earth is that

him right now! It'll solve all

was fat and he was

been seriously injured, but it's been many years

We must exercise caution."

a teenager and waved a folding

"Let's be reasonable.

should work together to take

he's dead can we feel

he's alive, we will always be worried, having his presence at the

said calmly, nodding his head as he

"Let's get going.

Follow me,"

the others to follow

a flash, he had led the four gods of chaos out of

sent Winston's

headed straight for the Fallen Divine

race was the one who'd figured out where Winston

his abilities in deduction, his conclusion was

felt confident they were moving in the right

the same time, in the Fallen

chatting

expression on

his eyes, concentrating hard