The sun soul transformed into ten thousand rays of golden light, each ray exploding in the air, forming Zhou Xuan’s thunderous shout.

"Pharmacist, if the Buddha Master you speak of is truly omnipotent, discerning the past and foreseeing the future,

did he ever predict that Xunbo Great King would be slain three hundred years later by me, the Nuo God, and Blood Well Venerable together?

Did he ever foresee that the first wave of Seeking Wave Monks landing in Jing Country would be completely annihilated by my hands?

Did he ever foresee that the Mother of Hundred Demons, the pinnacle of Buddha Country’s power, would be forever sealed in the Secret Realm by me?"

Zhou Xuan’s words were extremely domineering, with every event he spoke of personally witnessed by him, without a single falsehood, naturally giving him undeniable confidence.

With the night soul pacifying and the sun soul chastising, the two resounding voices awakened all the spectators in the theater.

The fear that had permeated the entire theater earlier vanished without a trace.

"Indeed, if the Buddha Master is so powerful, why did so many skilled Buddha Country people die at the hands of the great master?"

"Doesn’t that imply that the great master’s strength surpasses that of this so-called Buddha Master, to the extent that your Buddha Master couldn’t predict anything?"

Once the common people woke up, the momentum that the Medicine Buddha nearly seized in turning the tables disappeared completely.

Knowing her momentum was lost, she still tried to save face, saying, "Zhou Xuan, you are troublesome, but to compare yourself to the Buddha Master is like a grain of rice competing with the bright moon."

"So all you people from Buddha Country compare the Buddha Master to a grain of rice? Is he that insignificant? At least as big as a cockroach, right?"

"...," the Medicine Buddha.

Li Changxun and Yun Ziliang burst into laughter on the spot, having stayed at the Zhou Family’s Jingyi Shop long enough to know how venomous Zhou Xuan’s tongue could be,

compared to direct confrontation, sparring with words was where Zhou Xuan excelled.

"Oh, if I had the Medicine Buddha’s slow mouth, I wouldn’t argue with the great master; it’s simply asking to be humiliated."

But the Medicine Buddha was unconvinced and still wanted to extol the power of the Buddha Master.

"Buddha Master created the world in seven days. In those seven days, he performed sixteen Buddha forms, among them five styles — Vajra Reception Style, Heavenly King Shocking Style, Medicine Master’s Medicine Grinding Style, Vajra Demon Suppressing Style, Heavenly King Carrying Tower Style,

these five Buddha forms are reflected by the sun and moon of Buddha Country, appearing in the sky every night,

Buddha Country has five disabled and defective people, either like me, born with all white skin and hair, or born with eye diseases, consumption ghosts,

the five of us, enlightened under the starry sky, upon comprehending these five Buddha forms, became Realm Masters among the Thirty-three Heavens.

Medicine Buddha, Reception Vajra, Shocking Heavenly King, Demon-Suppressing Vajra, Pagoda-Bearing King."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan finally understood why these five people from Buddha Country were called Buddha Country’s Five Styles; it turned out they were Realm Masters enlightened by Buddha Master’s five Buddha forms.

"Just five Buddha forms were enough to spawn five Realm Masters; the might of our Buddha Master is evident."

"That’s rather ordinary."

Zhou Xuan never lost a verbal battle, coldly said, "You claim Buddha Master created the world in seven days, others don’t know what your Buddha Country looks like, but I do. It’s filled with bad lands, flames, sand, and venomous water, akin to the dirtiest garbage dump in Jing Country,

such a disgusting, broken country, what does creating the world in seven days matter? Quantity over quality?"

"As for your five styles, boasting as if they’re miraculous, you’d better clarify your origins soon, for I’d really like to see whether your skills are as flimsy as paper compared to Jing Country’s Sixteen Stances."

Zhou Xuan sneered suddenly, "Let me see if you five are more resilient than those monks from Baoshan Temple."

In the past, during the Mingjiang Flood, Zhou Xuan lent the Mountain and River Map to the incense fire Taoist.

The incense fire Taoist, wielding the "Jing Country’s Nine Prefectures" from the Mountain and River Map, slaughtered more than half of the monks in Buddha Country’s Baoshan Temple.

Zhou Xuan suddenly brought this up, partly to curb the Medicine Buddha’s arrogance,

and also to test the "incense fire Taoist," speaking while observing the incense fire Taoist,

the old Taoist remained frowning tightly, meticulously watching every word and action of the Medicine Buddha, showing no interest in Zhou Xuan’s mention of "Baoshan Temple."

"As expected, as expected, I’ve truly become a clairaudient."

Zhou Xuan’s mind was clear as a mirror—now he understood, the suddenly appearing incense fire Taoist wasn’t the real incense fire Taoist; he was a fake, an impostor.

But despite being an impostor, his incense fire level was genuinely high,

able to come and go freely in Zhou Xuan’s theater, Zhou Xuan reckoned, even an average God-level entity couldn’t achieve this.

This reminded him of the "True and False Monkey King" episode in the past life TV series "Journey to the West," where the Earth Store King asked the clairaudient to listen to identify the real and fake Monkey King,

the clairaudient discerned but dared not speak, because the fake Monkey King’s skills were indistinguishable from the real one, and the clairaudient couldn’t afford to offend him.

"I’ve become a clairaudient."

Zhou Xuan still did not speak out,

the Medicine Buddha, curious, asked Zhou Xuan, "How do you know about Baoshan Temple?"

The Buddha Country people always believed that massacre was solely the doing of the incense fire Taoist, with no one else involved.

Zhou Xuan coldly smirked, "Guess where the nine prefectures of Jing Country that the old incense fire used to slaughter Baoshan Temple came from?"

"Where did it come from?"

"It’s from my tattoo map; my tattoo map has a name — ’Buddha’s Town of Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains,’

once the fight to the death starts, I’ll naturally let you see this tattoo, to witness the weight of Jing Country’s ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains."

Zhou Xuan’s words brought the Bone Teeth swirling around him, conjuring the Mountain and River Map out of thin air.

Under Jing Country’s Nine Prefectures, ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, faintly suppressing a Buddha, 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

the grandeur of this tattoo was so overwhelming that it elicited thunderous applause from the audience, dispelling the shadow cast by the Medicine Buddha.

"Great master, crush those bastards from Buddha Country."

"Crushing is the aim, but first let’s hear the Medicine Buddha introduce herself."

Zhou Xuan pressed his hand down, signaling the audience to remain calm.

The Medicine Buddha sighed again, knowing that the tactic of deception could no longer work,

"Mingjiang Prefecture’s momentum cannot be taken."

The Medicine Buddha had run out of tricks, unable to win the support of the audience, and could only honestly introduce herself.

She reluctantly said, "We are the five styles of Buddha Country, also the last five Realm Masters among the Thirty-three Heavens, coming to Mingjiang Prefecture for the elixir Zhou Xuan is refining tonight, as well as the Green and Red Fish on him,

since I am called Medicine Buddha, I have a high understanding of various medicines, and the Golden Core of Jing Country is also a type of medicine."

Zhou Xuan nodded, indeed these Buddha Country people came to steal medicine and the Green and Red Fish, but — how did they enter Jing Country, this is still unanswered?

At this moment, the sacred eye in the theater became Zhou Xuan’s mouthpiece,

it eerily questioned the Medicine Buddha, "How did you enter Jing Country?"

Zhou Xuan was very interested in this answer, but he was even more interested in the incense fire Taoist’s reaction at this moment.

He snuck a glance at the incense fire Taoist, and surprisingly, he caught a hint of "nervousness" on the old Taoist’s face.

The incense fire Taoist was intently watching the Medicine Buddha, his throat slightly moving, seemingly very anxious about the Medicine Buddha’s upcoming answer...