Zhou Xuan continuously activated the Blood Well,
The Three-headed Stone Buddha seemed utterly helpless.
"Brother Zhou, the Tree Clan is deeply grateful for your assistance."
Panting and barely alive, Peng Sheng hung upside down from the Ancestor Tree. After completing his fourteenth Divine Image, he expressed his gratitude to Zhou Xuan.
"Save your thanks—I'm just curious to see how this beast of a Stone Buddha plans to descend upon Jing Country today."
Zhou Xuan's words were tinged not only with anger but also with genuine curiosity.
Coming from three hundred years in the future, he naturally had knowledge of certain outcomes in this piece of history. For instance, the Netherworld Stone that Yun Ziliang picked up indicated that the Three-headed Stone Buddha's descent was a success.
But now, with Zhou Xuan present as a being neither living nor dead, possessing the Blood Well capable of devouring any flesh and blood, endlessly consuming its physical vessels,
