Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 219 - 169: Divine Silk Ascends to Immortality_3

Chapter 219: Chapter 169: Divine Silk Ascends to Immortality_3

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of crashing sounds echoed within the tower.

The area where Zhou Xuan stood was bathed in a fiery red glow.

An ancient well emerged from the ground inside the tower, and Zhou Xuan was standing right at its edge.

The Blood Well had surfaced!

The tantalizing allure of the remains of the eight incense sticks was too great—heaven desired it, Zhou Xuan desired it, the Divine Revelation and the Blood Well desired it too...

The Blood Well beneath Zhou Xuan roiled with boiling blood, which transformed into two long tendrils that coiled tightly around his legs.

At once, Zhou Xuan’s stance became as steady as if he had taken root, offsetting the power of the sixteen threads and standing firmly on the ground.

"Cut the threads!"

Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth, gripping the Bone Teeth dagger with an outstretched arm and slashing at the threads, but those threads—whatever they were made of—resisted, and even the Bone Teeth could not sever them.

Seeing Zhou Xuan’s intent to sever the threads, a third tendril of blood surged from the Blood Well.

The tendril climbed along Zhou Xuan’s body, eventually coiling around the Bone Teeth, staining the white dagger into a crimson-coated short dagger.

A powerful, domineering energy surged forth from the transformed Bone Teeth.

Zhou Xuan tightened his grip on the dagger and struck at the sixteen threads once more.

Where the Bone Teeth passed, the threads were effortlessly severed, now tainted by the aura of the Blood Well, and they recoiled rapidly heavenward.

"Let me leave you with a little something, or else you’d keep coming back for it." Zhou Xuan stomped on the window ledge, reaching out with his right hand to grasp the threads with force.

The Sukuna Hand merged seamlessly with Zhou Xuan’s moves, releasing a portion of the Heavenly God’s aura that clung to the threads.

The threads now carried both the essence of the Blood Well and the Heavenly God.

...

As the threads were severed and recoiled, thunder erupted within the clouds, as if shaking with fury—how dare a human world’s walker lay claim to something heaven sought?

"Boom! Boom!"

Forked lightning tore across the night sky like serpents, flicking their tongues at the Forbidden Tower.

At that moment, the sixteen threads fully retreated back into the clouds.

The next instant,

The lightning ceased, the thunder fell silent,

The wrath of the Heavenly Dome dissipated as swiftly as it had descended.

The torrential rain mellowed, falling much more gently than before.

The Zhou Family’s Nuo God, one of the Nine Great Heavenly Gods, was still slumbering—it had not truly perished!

This was a secret that Zhou Lingyi was aware of, yet those above the Heavenly Dome surely knew it even more clearly...

To vie for Monk Zhu Jiu’s remains, the Sukuna Hand had acted—this signified the will of the Heavenly God,

And with the Blood Well’s emergence as well...

Yuan Buyu had once claimed that the Blood Well might be the strongest of all Alien Ghosts in the world.

The Heavenly God and the strongest Alien Ghost moved together—so what of you above the Heavenly Dome?!

...

Monk Zhu Jiu’s entire body was devoured by the Blood Well,

While Zhou Xuan’s Nuo God right hand picked up each of Monk Zhu Jiu’s bones—

The bones were consumed by a faint blue glow as soon as they entered his grasp.

Once Monk Zhu Jiu’s remains corresponding to the eight incense sticks were completely divided, Zhou Xuan for the first time felt such vibrant energy within the Divine Revelation Secret Realm.

Each massive wave churned by the Black Water carried a palpable, almost ecstatic joy.

"I thought only the well was an insatiable pervert for sacrifices, but Divine Revelation, you with your thick eyebrows and upright gaze... you’re greedy for sacrifices too."

The black waves of water surged wildly, as though warning Zhou Xuan not to bring it up again. It even surged toward Fei Yue in the Secret Realm, as if trying to cut all ties with the Blood Well.

Divine Revelation rarely felt such joy, and the Blood Well’s delight was even beyond compare.

Zhou Xuan meditated on the Blood Well, stepping into the Blood Well Secret Realm. There, he saw the eyes on the temple walls—all of them languid and relaxed, appearing as lazy souls satisfied with their feasting and eager only to nap.

Upon Zhou Xuan’s entry into the Secret Realm, the eyes closed one by one, save for a single eye that met Zhou Xuan’s gaze,

Clearly intent on delivering the outcome of its divination.

Before Zhou Xuan could even pose his question, the eye had already transmitted the visuals from his previous inquiry—about the ancient secrets of the Tattooed Ancient Clan.

When Zhou Xuan had asked about the kind of sacrifice needed for the divination of that ancient secret, the Blood Well’s earlier response had been—six incense sticks...

ps: Brother, I’ve caught a serious cold today, so here’s just one Chapter for now. I’ll write the second one tonight, might release it tomorrow morning, okay?