Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 394 - 221 Mr. Feng

"High Priest, apart from the nine words inscribed on the Buddha’s Seal, does it have any other distinguishing features?"

"This Buddha’s Seal, it’s roughly one meter in diameter, and when held, it has the texture of human skin."

Zhou Xuan carefully recalled the feeling when he, in an intense battle with the Great Heavenly King, pierced through the Buddha’s Seal with a single hand, describing it to Li Chengfeng.

"Understood."

Li Chengfeng committed the features of the Buddha’s Seal to memory. As Zhou Xuan’s loyal follower in the Blood Well, he refrained from asking further questions, such as why Zhou Xuan knew the location of the Buddha’s Seal but wasn’t searching for it himself.

The High Priest had his reasons for keeping silent.

"Old Li, I must emphasize to you that this Buddha’s Seal is extremely important. It concerns the survival of Mingjiang Prefecture, and even Jing Country itself. You cannot afford to fail. Therefore, aside from you and Bone Elder, I want you to notify the painter, Qing Feng, Witch Master Shang Wenjun,

and gather all those in Mingjiang Prefecture with the highest Incense Fire Level. Bring any magic artifact you have,

and remember,

failure is not an option."

Zhou Xuan repeated "failure is not an option" twice, so much so that Li Chengfeng was taken aback.

Since he’d begun interacting with Zhou Xuan, he’d never seen him so serious and cautious.

"High Priest, don’t worry."

Li Chengfeng responded solemnly, saying, "The entire God Traveling Department of Mingjiang Prefecture, along with the painter and the Music Master, will move out to search for the Buddha’s Seal you mentioned."

"Be extremely cautious during the search."

Zhou Xuan finished his instructions and withdrew from his manifestation state.

The Buddha’s Seal was of great importance.

History had already changed, and perhaps the Three-headed Stone Buddha from the Ancient Tattoo Clan had also experienced a change in memory and now realized the existence of the Buddha’s Seal.

After all, it had been one of the main participants in the history of Peng Town.

Knowing the location of the Buddha’s Seal, it would undoubtedly try to seize it.

Given its strength, the weakened state of Mingjiang Prefecture was unlikely to stand a chance against it.

What was Mingjiang Prefecture’s current condition?

They couldn’t even locate anyone at the Eight Incense Fire Level.

Those at the Seven Incense Fire Level numbered only a handful.

The Ancestor Dragon was polluted.

Two Ancestor Trees had vanished.

Once wealthy foundations had now decayed beyond recognition.

If the Three-headed Stone Buddha appeared, Mingjiang Prefecture might not be able to withstand it.

Furthermore, Zhou Xuan bore a connection to the Ancient Tattoo Clan. If he searched for the Buddha’s Seal himself, he would essentially be signaling the Three-headed Stone Buddha that the Buddha’s Seal was at Peng Family Mountain.

"Wouldn’t I then become the betrayer leading the way?" Zhou Xuan mocked himself: "The location of the Buddha’s Seal was revealed to me by the Blood Well and the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, but does the Three-headed Stone Buddha know?"

Zhou Xuan pondered for a moment, concluding that the Three-headed Stone Buddha likely didn’t know the exact location of the Buddha’s Seal or hadn’t reacted quickly enough.

"I seem to recall Li Chengfeng mentioning that the Witch Sect’s collective memories had once been altered, causing many witches to misremember certain events from the past."

"Now that I think about it, it wasn’t memory alteration but rather someone like me who had manipulated history, causing those witches, who relied on sensing the heavens and earth as their method for Incense Fire, to experience memory discrepancies."

"But this influence seems to vary from person to person."

Zhou Xuan speculated that the Three-headed Stone Buddha was likely fixated on the apparent changes in its own "memory" rather than immediately realizing "history had been altered."

The Three-headed Stone Buddha was immensely powerful,

but it wasn’t omniscient.

"And who knows, after three hundred years of recuperation, what state its strength is currently in, and how far it remains from its peak power."

Zhou Xuan deemed the immediate priority to be finding the Buddha’s Seal, but the second priority was to ascertain the current power level of the Three-headed Stone Buddha.

"If it’s at peak strength, coupled with the Tattooed Alien Ghost Peng Hou hiding somewhere, I fear that even with Mingjiang Prefecture’s best fighters, they wouldn’t stand a chance."

"How should I investigate? Start with East Market Street!"

Ever since Peng Long and Peng Hu, the brothers from the Ancient Tattoo Clan, had died, Ancient Clan members seemed to have vanished from the streets.

Zhou Xuan knew his sister Zhou Lingyi had stationed You Shen on the streets to purge Tattoo Evil Ghosts of the Ancient Clan,

yet in all this time, not a single Tattoo Evil Ghost had been captured.

"The Ancient Tattoo Clan couldn’t have sent no one; it’s just that the Tattoo Evil Ghosts they dispatched must have somehow evaded You Shen’s surveillance. East Market Street itself has always been a peculiar place."

"I’ll find a way to catch them. Once I apprehend members of the Ancient Clan, I might extract some information regarding the Tattoo Forbidden Land and the Three-headed Stone Buddha."

Zhou Xuan reached this conclusion and descended the stairs to seek out Zhao Wuya and Yun Ziliang for questioning.

...

Mingjiang Prefecture, Yunluo Mountain Range,

thick green mist enshrouded the entire mountain range, isolating it from the world.

In front of the Human Skin Temple at the sacrificial site,

the Copper Coin Priest writhed in unbearable pain.

Inside his body resided the descending Dharma Body of the Tattoo Ancestor. At that moment, the Ancestor clawed and tore at his flesh incessantly. Though violent and agitated, the Ancestor gave no further instructions.

The Copper Coin Priest could only endure the pain.

At last, the infant Dharma Body of the Ancestor ceased its chaotic clawing and extended its small hands, imprinting two words within the Copper Coin Priest’s chest and abdomen—"Return Body!"

The Copper Coin Priest understood the message, and leaning on his cane, retreated to the deepest pit of the Yunluo Mountain Range.

Within the pit lay a palace constructed from tens of thousands of human skin tattoos—the Human Skin Palace.

The palace doors creaked open, revealing a young man suspended upside down, iron hooks piercing through his ankles.

He was the Tattoo Ancestor described by the Copper Coin Priest.

If Zhou Xuan were present, he would undoubtedly recognize this man—he was the youngest High Priest in the history of the Tattoo Tree Clan, the Taohua Witch Peng Sheng.

Peng Sheng opened his eyes lifelessly. The Copper Coin Priest hurriedly knelt while keeping his head raised to facilitate the infant within his chest to crawl out.

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