"Old Hua, you didn't understand my meaning. I'm saying that it's very likely we won't be able to kill him, but there's still a small chance we will." Zhou Xuan emphasized.
"..." Painter.
"From what you're saying, are you a bit afraid of Gong Zheng?"
"..." Painter looked up at the openings in the cave ceiling, trying to avoid the awkwardness.
Zhou Xuan continued: "The God of Suffering told me that as long as we forcibly stop the ritual before the United Sacrifice ends, the passage between the Heavenly Dome and the human world won't open, and 'Gong Zheng' cannot descend. How much longer will this ritual last?"
"It will end before sunset, at most three hours."
"Three hours? Then I'll think of a way within these three hours..."
Zhou Xuan said, "Maybe I can come up with a way to counteract the 'Heavenly Ghosts Sharing Method.'"
Painter listened, chuckling in agony, and said, "Since Young Master has spoken, I will surely comply."
