"Impossible!"
The assembled gods were horrified, their expressions frozen in shock. For a moment, no one even moved to check on the God-King's condition.
It wasn't until the God-King coughed up blood that the gods snapped back to reality. They rushed over, asking frantically, "God-King? God-King, are you all right?"
The God-King's face was grim. He had no strength to answer their questions. He could only stare at Zhao Rui with a mixture of indignation and terror before saying dejectedly, "You've won!"
"From this day forward, you are the God-King of the Nine Domains!"
"God-King?"
"God-King!"
The other gods glanced at their king, then back at Zhao Rui, stunned into silence. They never expected the God-King to concede so readily.
"I have no interest in being the God-King!"
Zhao Rui raised a hand, cutting the God-King off. "Since I am the victor," he stated calmly, "then I should have a place for myself within the Nine Domains!"
