Unmoved

Blood God had almost worn out his tongue, but Xuan Feng's expression remained calm, still adorned with a faint smile.

"You're not wrong, but this doesn't seem to benefit me at all."

He had indeed entertained such naive thoughts before, but not anymore.

Over the years of cultivation, he had come to understand something—

Once the Great Path qi has chosen its inheritor, no one can change that.

Even gods had no right to seize it.

Even if they were to kill Gu Lan, the result would still be the same.

The Great Path qi would dissipate and search for the next inheritor.

If they weren't careful, the Great Path qi could vanish for nearly a thousand years.

However, among all the gods, Xuan Feng was the only one who saw this clearly.

The others, driven by their selfish desires, wanted to claim this power for themselves.

Only by doing so could they create and alter rules.

Blood God noticed that Xuan Feng was unmoved, and he didn't finish his last sentence.