Chapter 521: Chapter 256: Collective Incense Offering
The Mountain and River Tattoo was pulled from the Kongming Mirror by Zhou Xuan,
The tattoo flew straight into the Secret Realm, transforming into tens of thousands of glowing light points.
Each point of light rged into the Divine Revelation Secret Realm.
At this mont, Zhou Xuan and Peng Sheng simultaneously controlled their bodies,
Peng Sheng used the “Sixteen Xuan” Tattoo Map to block the frenzied counterattacks of the Heavenly Ghost Map.
Zhou Xuan, on the other hand, summoned the Bone Teeth within the “Sixteen Xuan” and began to carve out the image he had glimpsed in the Kongming Mirror—”Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Suppressing Buddha.”
Previously, Zhou Xuan always made tattoos on human skin, even though three hundred years ago in Peng Town, he had witnessed Peng Sheng using the Bone Needle to tattoo directly in the air, yet he could never grasp the essence of it.
But today, Zhou Xuan finally understood what Peng Sheng had said a while ago—the Tattoo Maps of the Tattoo Tree Clan, when being tattooed, would also conjure an identical image inside the Kongming Mirror.
The one that truly plays a role is this image within the mirror.
Now, Zhou Xuan’s mirror contained a Mountain and River Tattoo, and this tattoo, even above God-level, had already rged into his Secret Realm.
“The tattoo has been completed, and in the real world, all I need to do is mimic the pattern.”
Zhou Xuan guided the Bone Teeth and began drawing the Mountain and River Tattoo in mid-air before him. With a single thought, the Bone Teeth started sketching, leaving thick ink marks hanging in the air with each stroke.
“Peng Sheng, so you used as Zhou Xuan’s tattoo opportunity?”
Seeing Zhou Xuan’s Mountain and River Tattoo, Peng Hou realized its overwhelming power—even with just a few strokes, even though Zhou Xuan was currently only a re cultivator at the Four Incense Sticks level.
He harbored hatred for Peng Sheng, hatred for Zhou Xuan, wishing he could use the Heavenly Ghost Map to crush them both alive at this very mont.
Yet, no matter how much Peng Hou pretended to uphold his divine authority, he was clearly aware of the situation on the battlefield.
The many God Travelers had yet to make a move, and he was no match for Peng Sheng. Moreover, the God Travelers activating the Kongming Mirror were now completely different from before.
Among the God Travelers was Lord Jian, who suddenly opened his eyes and shot three empty arrows toward the Heavenly Do.
At the summons of the empty bows, a bolt of thunder struck down from the Heavenly Do, and in the flash of lightning, a deep blue, crystal-like light arrow appeared before Lord Jian.
Lord Jian opened a wooden box and stored the light arrow within.
“Lord Jian, sitting at Eight and gazing at Nine.”
Peng Sheng, in order to unleash the power of each Divine Image to its fullest, had diligently studied the thods and essence of every God-level Hall.
He understood the Divine Arrow Hall well—its mission was to guard Jing Country.
While the disciples of the Divine Arrow Hall were few, they all belonged to various major God Traveling Departnts within the Nine Provinces.
Whenever a disciple of this Hall approached the boundary of the Nine Incense Sticks realm, “Gong Zheng” would summon a thunder arrow to nourish them ahead of ti.
The God-Slaying Arrow, a technique of the Nine Incense Sticks realm, was sothing no ordinary mortal arrow—even with Taoist talismans attached—could dream of accomplishing.
At present, Lord Jian was elevating his realm to Sitting Eight and Gazing Nine through the Kongming Mirror,
The Painter and the Music Master were also no less extraordinary.
Both had extensively observed Blood and Flesh Rebirth within the Kongming Mirror and had gained profound insight.
The Painter severed his own left arm, using the severed limb as a brush and his blood as ink, painting a masterpiece above his head.
This painting had not originally been created by the Painter but had allowed him to comprehend the Space Law—Zhou Xuan’s “One-Stroke Painting.”
The painting was extrely simple, consisting solely of a single blade mark, and above the Painter’s head now hovered that blade mark.
When the blade mark was completed, it transford into a real blade, slicing the Painter’s flesh piece by piece.
Yet the Painter abandoned the path of Blood and Flesh Rebirth and allowed the blade to cut him endlessly.
The Music Master did the sa, using the Bone Zither to sing his favorite song, “A Laugh in the Vast Sea,” which Zhou Xuan had once taught him.
Both chose creations connected to Zhou Xuan—a painting and a song—not only because of their inherent beauty but also to express their gratitude to Zhou Xuan.
Without Zhou Xuan, there would be no Peng Sheng. Without Peng Sheng, where would the Painter and Music Master’s opportunity with the Kongming Mirror co from?
The lody of “A Laugh in the Vast Sea,” sung by the Music Master, resonated each note like an invisible iron hamr, shaking his body and producing incessant, muffled crashes.
Though his body was breaking apart, the Music Master abandoned Blood and Flesh Rebirth, just as the Painter had.
Sound notes and the blade marks in the painting simultaneously crushed both the Music Master and the Painter into a heap of shattered flesh and bone—a scene of unmatched brutality.
Among the Suffering Faction, Bone Elder Gu Ling showed unabashed excitent. She too had discovered, through the Kongming Mirror, the opportunity for the Suffering Faction to ascend to the Eight Incense Sticks realm—Divine Soul Traction and Blood and Flesh Regeneration.
After half an incense stick’s worth of ti, the Painter’s flesh fused into the image of the “One-Stroke Painting,” regenerating in a frenzy and coming back to life once again.
The newly ford One-Stroke Painting flew up toward the Heavenly Do, where it transford into a brilliant light point.
Soon after, the Music Master’s lody also ascended, climbing into the sky tens of thousands of ters high, where it beca another light point.
“Ti flies like an arrow; years pass in a flash. The millennia of existence, is it not just a fleeting mont?”
An ancient song resounded after the lody and the One-Stroke Painting lit up, reaching the ears of the Painter and the Music Master.
This was the summoning will of the Ti Realm,
Every disciple ascending to the Eight Incense Sticks realm receives this call, and without extraordinary determination, they cannot resist its pull to enter the Ti Realm.
As the song of ti ca to an end, the Painter finally opened his eyes, gazing at the Music Master with a bitter smile. “Years of cultivation, yet my eyes have been blinded by the Heavenly Official.”
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