Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 408 - 224: Mother of Hundred Demons_4

"The connection often gets interrupted, but beyond that, there are no suspicious signs."

Wuxiang Prison continued, "Besides, there are many things the connection cannot reveal—for example, Zhou Xuan’s mastery of the Tree Clan Tattoo. To this day, I still don’t know where he learned it from."

A connection is, after all, only a connection, not something seen with one’s own eyes. Back when Zhou Xuan entered the Great Mother Star Pit for the first time through the stone slate, the connection of the Ancient Clan did not perceive the slate.

"Tighten the aura of the Forbidden Land, stop building Human Skin Temples, and sever contact with Mingjiang Prefecture."

"The Wansese Realm now rests on the shoulders of the Hundred-Eyed High Priest. Find one of our kind and kill Zhou Xuan—now, wait for her message."

"Are we really doing nothing?"

"There is nothing we can do."

Daluo Tian never expected to find himself in such a passive position and said, "Guarding the passage between Jing Country and the Prajnaparamita Buddha Country is the only thing we can do right now."

"Ah, I feel like our momentum is falling fast."

Wuxiang Prison was slightly pessimistic. After perfectly controlling the Ancient Clan, he foresaw the great momentum—the Ancient Tattoo Clan spent 300 years pinning down five Nuodai and then used the "Hundred Ghosts" monument eggs from the Forbidden Land to summon the Mother of Hundred Demons from the Buddha Country to descend upon Jing Country.

The Mother of Hundred Demons has battle strength far beyond that of the Great Heavenly King. If she descends, she will certainly flatten Mingjiang Prefecture.

But now,

Zhou Xuan’s rapid growth has caused Mingjiang Prefecture’s three major Tangkou to rally strongly around him.

"The Witch meditated daily but produced little of value; the City God was poisoned by the kidnappers and lost all courage; the Bone Elder indulged in mysticism, while the Suffering Scholar controlled the Divine Offices with ambition—these Tangkou were all on the road to ruin.

But now, under Zhou Xuan’s mobilization, the Witch no longer stagnates, the kidnappers have been struck down, the Suffering Scholar has been outright killed, and the three major Tangkou are now brimming with morale.

Zhou Xuan, you are destroying the Buddha Country’s first wave of momentum!"

...

"Where is this place?"

"Big Brother, doesn’t this statue look like the body of our ancestor?"

"Who has captured the four of us brothers? Show yourself and speak!"

The souls of the four Shi brothers, guided by the Blood Well, had been brought to the City God Taoist Temple. They didn’t even know what had happened.

"Four enslaved fools, how dare you shout so loudly in my well’s Taoist temple?"

After Zhou Xuan revealed his cards to the Ancient Clan, the Ancient Clan, in their rage, destroyed the Human Skin Temple and severed the connection at the same time.

Now in a great mood, Zhou Xuan didn’t even bother arguing with Shi Haishui, despite his rude words.

But the well was petty, and its myriad eyes focused into an invisible whip, thrashing Shi Haishui mercilessly.

The whip struck deep into the Divine Soul, and the agonized cries of Shi Haishui made even the temple master’s eyes clench shut in fear.

"Temple master, I still prefer your rebellious spirit. Care to return to your old self?"

Zhou Xuan taunted the temple master, who dared not open his eyes for fear of getting another sudden beating from the Blood Well.

As the eldest of the four brothers, Shi Baiyun asked Zhou Xuan, "We know you. You are the Zhou Family’s Nuo God, with unfathomable divine skills. We four brothers perished at your hands. You are the victor, and it is your prerogative to interrogate our souls. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

But you say we are enslaved? Who has enslaved us?"

"I don’t know how you name your master, but I do know the one who enslaved you has a Netherworld Stone and is called the Three-headed Stone Buddha—or, as others say, the Ming Stone Heavenly King."

"Nonsense, that is our Lord of Netherworld Stone! He has three Dharma Bodies and is the progenitor of our Tattoo Clan from the Ancient Clan."

"Oh, so you call him Lord of Netherworld Stone."

Zhou Xuan stretched lazily as the Blood Well got the message and manifested a stone bench within the City God Taoist Temple.

"Well, you’re improving."

Zhou Xuan sat on the stone bench and began telling history: "Your Lord of Netherworld Stone began slaughtering your clansmen four hundred years ago. Three hundred years ago, he turned you all into slaves.

Don’t believe me?

Well, show them the evidence!"

Revealing the history from three hundred years ago was no challenge for the Blood Well, and it didn’t require sacrifices either.

The eyes on the walls suddenly opened and began blinking, tipping Shi Baiyun off to the truth.

Within the Ancient Tattoo Clan, the largest family name was "Peng," and the second-largest was "Shi."

Today, the High Priest of the Tattoo Clan—Hundred Eyes—bore the surname Shi.

As the grandnephew of the Hundred-Eyed High Priest, Shi Baiyun naturally knew much about him—including the fact that Hundred Eyes was a Blood Well Spirit Communicator.

He had heard the Hundred-Eyed High Priest describe the happenings of Blood Well Divination, and now seeing the scene in the City God Taoist Temple, he knew this was the Blood Well.

"The Blood Well?"

"You’ve got some sense," Zhou Xuan remarked. "The Blood Well knows everything about Jing Country and never fabricates lies. Witness for yourselves—the tragic plight of your ancestors and the cruelty of your so-called Lord of Netherworld Stone, who treated your forebears like dogs and pigs!"

The eyes on the walls of the Taoist temple began to display the history of Peng Town in Jing Country as Zhou Xuan spoke.

Not only were the four Shi brothers watching, but Zhou Xuan also observed.

The history displayed by the Blood Well this time was the "new history" after the "Xiang and Fire" had cleansed it, which differed slightly from the original.

"The new history is mostly unchanged, except that instead of the Nuo God shattering the Three-headed Stone Buddha using the ’storyteller’ mask, now it is recorded as me appearing, invoking the descent of the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, and shattering the Three-headed Stone Buddha.

After striking, my body couldn’t bear the power of the Ancestor Tree and completely crumbled... wait, the remnants of my body’s aura entered the Forbidden Land of Peng Town?"

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