Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 387 - 219 Heavenly King’s game

The Three-headed Stone Buddha shifted its attention onto Zhou Xuan, who was half-squatting, half-standing.

Zhou Xuan remained calm and said, "I am a citizen of Jing Country, unlike you."

"Lies. The world outside has its own source of power. Jing Country has its own source of power!

I can sense it—your power source comes from a world far more wondrous than Jing Country,

on you lies the things I need. Your hand, your aura, your perception, which surpasses even Peng Sheng’s.

These are all what I want. Give them to me."

Give them... and I will send you back to your own world, that world, much more beautiful than Jing Country."

The Three-headed Stone Buddha offered the tempting vision of going home,

but Zhou Xuan was utterly untempted.

Even being under the intense gaze of the Three-headed Stone Buddha, he remained unhurried, mentally constructing two questions.

First: The Three-headed Stone Buddha is clearly an unscrupulous monster. If it needs the Sukuna Hand, the Nuoshen’s Will, and the perception from the Blood Well, why not take them by force?

It had already joined forces with "Peng Hou" to suppress the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, Peng Sheng, and the Tree Clan members. Can it not suppress him, just a "two-incense-stick"? Does it need to resort to temptation? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

The essence of offering temptation is a form of negotiation,

and negotiation is predicated upon comparable strength between both sides.

Second: The Three-headed Stone Buddha spoke of the world outside and its unique power source.

What exactly is the difference between Zhou Xuan’s power source and that of Jing Country?

For now, Zhou Xuan could not fully understand the issue of power sources, nor did he need to,

as long as he knew one thing—since the Three-headed Stone Buddha was willing to negotiate, it indicated that this seemingly overpowering monster could not easily subdue him.

Zhou Xuan recalled the words from the "Blood Well Enlightenment Scripture"—In the streams of time, neither alive nor dead, yet entangled by the private whispers of the gods. Those who seek enlightenment from the Blood Well, take heed, take heed.

Three hundred years ago, Zhou Xuan was a man neither living nor dead.

Since he was without life and death, even if the Three-headed Stone Buddha had seen through him, there was little the being could do to him.

Judging by the negotiation, the only way to make Zhou Xuan surrender the Sukuna Hand and the Nuoshen’s Will would be to have him agree willingly.

"Have you thought it over, Zhou Family’s Nuo God? I can send you back to your true home, all you have to do is hand over the Nuoshen’s relics."

The Three-headed Stone Buddha continued to cajole Zhou Xuan.

"With your nature, should I trust you?" Zhou Xuan pointed in the direction Hua Girl had disappeared, then pointed at Peng Sheng, saying, "The Tree Clan trusted you—what was their end?"

Zhou Xuan, with his usual fiery temperament, now as a "man neither living nor dead," was even less inclined to fear the Stone Buddha.

He spat in the Stone Buddha’s direction and then yelled toward Peng Sheng, "Priest Peng, the Tattooed Alien Ghost has betrayed you all, and the Three-headed Stone Buddha intends to use your clansmen as nourishment.

What are you still hesitating for? Fight to the death! Or do you plan to rely on the mercy of monsters and traitors?"

Zhou Xuan had already grasped the situation. Although Peng Hou had betrayed the Tree Clan, the clansmen still revered him as the "Great Ancestor."

Deep down, the clansmen still carried a shred of respect and perhaps a last-ditch hope that, with the "Great Ancestor" present, the Three-headed Stone Buddha might maintain some semblance of a bottom line.

Yet from a bystander’s perspective, the Stone Buddha had already shown itself as utterly unscrupulous.

But thoughts die hard; to shatter them requires a push.

Zhou Xuan intended to be that push. With his blood surging, he steadied his body and took step after step toward the Three-headed Stone Buddha—this was the will to resist first.

"The Tree Clan’s strength has been eroded to the point of powerlessness. No amount of agitation will change that."

Peng Hou folded his arms across his chest, coldly watching as Zhou Xuan approached step by step.

"Powerlessness and unwillingness to fight are two different matters. The Tree Clan is not without strength; they still have Peng Sheng, the Ancestor Tree, and me."

These were not baseless boasts from Zhou Xuan. As he drew closer to those three Tree Clan blood-flesh containers,

he increasingly felt a peculiar sensation—the aura emitted by the containers felt uncannily similar to his own body.

"Perhaps, this is the source of my power?"

"Kill him. Don’t let him approach the containers."

The Three-headed Stone Buddha issued a command to Peng Hou.

Peng Hou raised his right hand high, and with a flash of white light, he stepped out of one of the blood-flesh containers.

He had completed his descent,

while the three blood-flesh containers were still merging, preparing to fuse into a single massive vessel to facilitate the Stone Buddha’s full descent.

Zhou Xuan discerned the process of the descent—the principle being that gods and the Three-headed Stone Buddha were originally unqualified to appear on the Jing Country Continent.

Broadly speaking, their overpowering auras were repelled by the world’s natural laws. The role of the blood-flesh containers was to assimilate their auras, transforming them into a form tolerable by the continent.

At least for now, Peng Hou’s aura no longer exuded the defiance of natural laws it had upon descent but carried a softer tone instead.

These changes were all brought about by the containers.

When it came to Zhou Xuan’s Jing Country incense-based cultivation, he was undoubtedly of exceptional talent, adept at drawing connections. Many foreign concepts, he could deduce after hearing them just once.

However, his rapid grasp of the "blood-flesh container" concept was not merely a reflection of his talent but also of an innate resonance between him and the containers,

a connection that was inexplicably profound and inexplicably close.

With renewed confidence, Zhou Xuan became more fervent in rallying the Tree Clan and Peng Sheng.

"Priest Peng, resist! Fight back! Fight back!!

Those three containers’ fusion is the ultimate vessel for the Three-headed Stone Buddha. Once the fusion succeeds, his full descent onto the Jing Country Continent will be complete, and that will be the Tree Clan’s true point of no return!"

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