How could he have expected that face-to-face questioning... wasn't this just an argument?

In his previous life, Zhou Xuan was adept at verbal sparring, logic and rhetoric were his forte. To gain the upper hand in a contest of words against him, even when he had no rationale, was no easy feat.

Let alone now, with Zhou Xuan standing on the side of reason.

"No matter how you put it, for this Divine Status, you are merely the custodian, while I am the rightful owner. You can offer your suggestions on how the Divine Status should operate, but equally, I can suggest you refrain from suggesting anything.

In fact, I don't feel like entertaining your input right now. Hand over the Divine Status, or I'll immediately activate Blood Well's resurrection—then neither of us will live to see tomorrow."

Zhou Xuan's words grew increasingly explosive, leaving Gong Zheng tongue-tied and trembling with anger, his beard shaking uncontrollably.

This act of debating rationale was Zhou Xuan's way of placing himself on the moral high ground, preventing Gong Zheng from seizing control of the argument.

With morality solidly on his side,

all that remained was brute strength.

If Blood Well didn't stir up some commotion, Gong Zheng wouldn't obediently hand over the Divine Status.

Now, the stakes had changed; the Divine Status was no longer just a Divine Status—it had become the face of the Heavenly Dome's gods.

And no god would willingly bow their head to a mortal; it was a scene gods wouldn't tolerate.

"Gong Zheng, I've long anticipated your refusal to surrender the Divine Status. My purpose in coming here isn't to intimidate you,

but as the Heavenly Dome's gods remain indifferent and even threaten Jing Country's safety, let's forego all this roundabout nonsense. Why not let the Blood Well Venerable wipe you all out?"

Zhou Xuan's words burst out like firecrackers, each sentence detonating in rapid succession, so overwhelming that one felt compelled to block their ears against the noise.

"Well, cause some havoc."

Zhou Xuan entered the Secret Realm, invoking Blood Well.

At his command, Blood Well began to unleash the Blood Moon within the Secret Realm, expanding it without restraint.

Normally, such expansion would trigger the Black Water—representing the Nuoshen's Will—to emerge and suppress its rampage.

But due to the mutual understanding cultivated in recent days, the Nuoshen and Blood Well had come to deeply appreciate each other's true natures.

Thus, this time, the Black Water did not interfere.

The Blood Well's crimson moon extended outwards from the Secret Realm and onto Zhou Xuan's body, spreading at an astonishing speed.

In no time, a radius of thousands of zhang centered around Zhou Xuan had been dyed entirely red.

Countless human eyes emerged from this sea of blood...

A terrifying night akin to the Laba festival seemed about to unfold once more in the Heavenly Kingdom of gods.

"He's not really resurrecting it; he's just trying to scare me. He's not really resurrecting it; he's just trying to scare me."

Gong Zheng could feel the suffocating aura of Blood Well compressing the heavens and earth, yet he kept convincing himself this was mere posturing by Zhou Xuan.

Even though his body was already gripped by fear, he continued muttering under his breath to muster his resolve.

The other gods kept urging "Gong Zheng" to give up, to relinquish the Divine Status.

After all, as long as the Divine Status remained with Gong Zheng, they wouldn't gain a shred of benefit. However, if Blood Well truly resurrected, they would face genuine annihilation.

Selfless acts would gain them nothing, and thus they lacked the stubborn resolve of "Gong Zheng."

Through telepathic messages, the gods pressed "Gong Zheng" relentlessly amidst his internal turmoil.

Yet "Gong Zheng," being a god-level entity who had lived for two thousand years, had formidable psychological fortitude.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

Zhou Xuan signaled Blood Well to continue its resurrection.

"Ah Xuan, if this continues, I'm afraid the Well might really come back to life," pleaded Miss Qiang, trying to persuade Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan responded calmly, "Don't worry. My Perception is interwoven with the Well's essence—I am fully aware of whether or not resurrection is imminent."

Zhou Xuan had his own trump card.

Not only was he the one who understood Blood Well's temperament the best, but he also knew how to manipulate the Well's expansion to resurrection's breaking point.

At its core, this was a psychological duel between Zhou Xuan and Gong Zheng, a gamble over whose mental state would crumble first.

But by controlling the breaking point, Zhou Xuan had already positioned himself in an invincible place.

When Blood Well's resurrection threshold was still far away, Zhou Xuan began his "role-playing."

His character? A deranged terrorist.

He raised both arms high above his head and declared, "O Blood Well Venerable of the ancient past, I am your loyal High Priest. Awaken, revive, and with your boundless might, annihilate these twenty-four maggots crawling upon the Heavenly Dome! … Carnage, we need a bloodbath,

as the arrival of slaughter will cleanse this filthy Heavenly Kingdom with raging storms and torrential rains."

His immersion into his role grew deeper and deeper, to the point where Gong Zheng began to suspect—"Could this young punk be serious?"

He began to question whether his judgment had failed him... Could this inexperienced brat truly have lost his sanity...

...

Under the Ancestor Tree, within Zhou Family's Troupe,

a ball of Heavenly God's Fire descended into the Ancestor Tree,

and its branches wrapped around it, infusing it with countless streams of fresh sap that turned its hue into a deep, ghostly blue, emanating the Nuoshen's aura.

Once the Heavenly God's Fire underwent its transformation, it entered Luoying Hall of the Zhou Family's Troupe, attaching itself to the wooden board on the East Wall engraved with the "Fangxiang" name.

Fangxiang was none other than the Nu God's title.

The wooden board inscribed with Fangxiang, driven by the Heavenly God's Fire, broke free from its hooks, soaring out of Luoying Hall and toward the Heavenly Dome...

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