Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 373 - 215: Great Mother Star Pit_4

When the entire appearance of the Totem Hall was clearly conceived by Zhou Xuan, Bone Teeth formed a link with him, vibrating with a buzzing sound, which was very similar to the crying of a newborn baby.

The crying echoed endlessly in the pit, and instead of diminishing due to the echo, it grew stronger and stronger.

When the sound circled to the entrance of the pit, the entrance acted like a giant trumpet, pushing the sound outside.

"Waa!"

A powerful wailing sound wave rushed toward Yun Ziliang and the Painter.

"Did it really succeed?" Yun Ziliang was pleasantly surprised, as he had no real confidence in Zhou Xuan’s Great Mother Star Pit.

But the moment the crying was transmitted, he knew that the tattoo had begun.

The Forbidden Land Tattoo, which takes envisioning as a prerequisite—since it’s already started, it means the "envisioning" has succeeded, and no further mistakes will occur.

"It’s successful, truly successful. Let’s all stand back, at least a hundred meters away, otherwise this Forbidden Land Tattoo will affect us."

Yun Ziliang marked out a safe zone.

The Forbidden Land Tattoo uses a single image to create a small forbidden land.

Since it is a forbidden land, unrelated people should not enter; otherwise, they would follow in the footsteps of that Calculus Master family in the Capital City, who perished in five generations.

"Waa! Waa! Waa!"

The crying sound from the pit continued to intensify, and Yun Ziliang sensed the sound field becoming stronger, thus advising everyone to retreat again,

"Move back further, retreat to five hundred meters away. Xiao Zhou’s Forbidden Land Tattoo not only succeeded but is also surprisingly overbearing. Retreat quickly, lest you be harmed by the forbidden land; that would be the end of your lineage..."

Everyone retreated once more,

Standing within the range of five hundred meters, the cry of the baby finally weakened,

Yun Ziliang patted his chest lightly, saying, "Xiao Zhou is truly a motherfucker evil, creating the Great Mother Star Pit, with such terrifying power..."

"Mr. Yun, I’m afraid the true terror has not really descended yet."

The Music Master closed his eyes, feeling the rhythm around him.

Both he and the Painter had their hobbies; rather than hobbies, they were more like the path to "entering the Dao,"

The Painter loved painting, from which he comprehended the spatial mysteries of Jing Country,

The Music Master loved the zither, feeling the rhythms of heaven and earth from its sound. At this moment, he felt a rhythm that was both familiar and strange—resembling the Mother Palace during Yun Ziliang’s labor, with Zhang Xi’s rhythm transitioning from slow to fast, then gradually accelerating until the pace became increasingly rapid,

This sense of rhythm even brought the entire Guan Mountain into resonance,

The Music Master abruptly opened his eyes, seeing the mountains shaking, as the rhythm matched the pace of the Mother Palace during labor,

A strong feeling of dread wrapped around the Music Master like a venomous snake.

"Get down the mountain, get down the mountain! The entire Guan Mountain will become a forbidden land."

After saying this, the Music Master, disregarding his usual proud demeanor, turned and fled.

The Painter closely followed,

Zhao Wuya carried Yun Ziliang: "Grand Master, I’ll carry you to escape!"

This angered Yun Ziliang, who smacked the back of Zhao Wuya’s head: "You motherfucker filial, truly filial, but your brain is not good, why not throw me into the painting and run with it? Wouldn’t that be faster than running now?"

Zhao Wuya thought it made sense, and "crack," threw Yun Ziliang into the painting like tossing a sack.

...

When everyone hurried down the mountain, the entire Guan Mountain was shrouded in a gloomy chill, and the breath of death made everyone feel suffocated.

"Music Master, you wait here for the Young Master, I’ll go notify the people at the wooden platform not to go up the mountain anymore."

Guan Mountain had already turned into a forbidden land; anyone else entering would be devoured by the Mother Palace.

The Guan Mountain Wood Pile would have to shut its doors.

"Let the wooden platform close then, I’ll compensate for any losses."

thought the Painter to himself,

No sooner had the Painter taken a step forward when Guan Mountain underwent a change; many cracks appeared on the mountain, and from each crack, came the sound of a baby’s cry,

Guan Mountain seemed to have suddenly birthed many offspring all at once.

"Such a fine mountain, ruined by Xiao Zhou." Yun Ziliang shook his head with a bitter smile.

This was the first time he had seen such a terrifying Forbidden Land Tattoo.

With just one image, it subdued an entire mountain.

"Grandmaster, since we’ve all descended the mountain, what if the Evil God troubles Mr. Zhou?"

"With this forbidden mountain, let the Evil God try entering; do you think it’ll end well for him?" Yun Ziliang pointed at the mountain and said, "In the human world, even Daoists from the heavens dare not rashly enter the mountain."

...

Everyone was driven to the foot of the mountain by Zhou Xuan’s Great Mother Star Pit Tattoo, in a flurry.

But inside the pit, Zhou Xuan did not feel much.

After completing the tattoo, Zhou Xuan held it in his hands as it began to crack. The cracks started as two or three and gradually turned into a spider-web, dividing the tattoo map into countless fragments,

The fragments flew around the pit like scattered willow catkins and, upon hitting the pit walls, merged into the mountain body.

Each fragment absorbed led to the appearance of a huge crack within Guan Mountain.

At the same time, Zhou Xuan entered a strange state of weightlessness,

He seemed to have turned into a baby floating in amniotic fluid, with Guan Mountain becoming a Mother Palace.

The cracks in the mountain became numerous umbilical cords connected to Zhou Xuan’s body,

All sounds and events in the mountain were transmitted through the countless "umbilical cords" to Zhou Xuan’s consciousness.

"Ya Zi was scolded again, he and Lao Yun feel less like ancestor and apprentice, more like natural enemies."

The mountain became Zhou Xuan’s Mother Palace, and the sight of everyone fleeing down the mountain was naturally captured by his "eye."

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