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!"

surely going to die

Bartholomew's message, all the disciples, one after the other, started

out to link up with

of their master, they sped up, rushing towards

time at all, several terrifying

four

were all gods of chaos, emitting an

either, but top masters

the

yourselves, and save your

not need to show off in

said casually as he

five disciples, each of whom had ascended to god

a testament to just how skilled he was at training those

relationships between the disciples were

would never normally contact each

felt the same that they would probably never talk to each other

had to come together this time

Where on earth is that

It'll solve all our problems in a pinch," mumbled

face was fat and he was built like an iron

but it's

We must exercise caution."

teenager and waved a folding fan in

"Let's be reasonable.

to

he's dead can

will always be worried, having his

his head as he thought it

"Let's get going.

Follow me,"

others

he had led the four gods of chaos

Winston's current location

then headed straight for

was the one who'd figured out where

deduction, his conclusion was very likely

the others felt confident they were moving in the

same time, in

the infinity beast were chatting casually in the

cool expression on Winston's

eyes, concentrating