The gates of the City God Temple were wide open, a gentle breeze blowing inside. Dozens of bright red flames hung high from the temple ceiling, casting a lazy light.
The light was lazy, yet it exuded a festive feeling,
Clearly, the Blood Well was also anticipating this "gluttonous" feast.
"Well, I'm just hosting a guest. You made it so classy, as if we're having a candlelight dinner?"
Zhou Xuan looked at the scene created by the Blood Well and, with a smile, tossed Zhao Jinjia's body to the ground.
"See that? A proper offering with nine sticks of incense, still wearing armor."
All the eyes on the walls of the temple blinked happily,
Since following Zhou Xuan, when had they ever had such a hearty dish? Though they had shared a God-level feast before, those God-levels were only temporary manifestations on Earth and didn't have a power of nine sticks of incense,
