"Master Shang, please throw Wuxiang Prison in as well."
Shang Wenjun agreed and went under the altar to grab Wuxiang Prison and threw it among the giants.
At this ti, the painter and the music master were guessing the origin of the giants.
"Old Hua, is the chaos of ti and space controlled by Blood Well Venerable?"
"Since it’s an undistributed truth of Jing Country, it indicates that this giant appeared on this continent, perhaps even before the Venerable."
The music master pondered.
The painter nodded and said, "Perhaps the giants in Heaven and Earth are not just one, but a tribe, the Giant Clan,
and within each giant of the Giant Clan, there’s a chaotic ti and space. After the tribe’s demise, all the chaotic ti and space congealed to form the Blood Well Venerable?"
"The truth about the giant, I wonder where the Young Master learned it. Old Hua, you understand both the Space Law and the Ti Law. Why not go into the giants and comprehend it well? It might be an opportunity for you."
"I don’t have the Young Master’s audacity. Chaotic ti and space, just jumping in and out at will, and even if I dared, I wouldn’t gain anything."
The painter said, "The chaos of ti and space cannot be mastered by mortals unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Recognized by Blood Well Venerable."
The painter said, "Chaotic ti and space are under the control of Blood Well Venerable. He distributes it to whoever he wants, there’s no doubt about that... Oh..."
Upon saying this, the painter suddenly realized, no wonder Zhou Xuan seed like a super strong guy, daring to leap into the body of a giant without a trace of hesitation.
Zhou Xuan is the appointed High Priest and Human World Walker by the Blood Well Venerable.
"People can’t be generalized."
The painter sighed and said.
...
A mont is like a millennium,
when Wuxiang Prison was thrown into the Giant World, Daluo Tian had already suffered for 30,000 years in this "chaotic" ti and space.
At first, he was punished by eagles pecking, and gradually the punishnt changed to Lingchi. Every early morning, a paperman would carry a paper knife and slice Daluo Tian’s Dharma Body piece by piece,
cutting from morning till night. When he was on the brink of death, Daluo Tian’s body would suddenly recover, and the paperman slicer would continue the slicing.
Suffering Lingchi every day, one day of Lingchi at a ti.
But after thousands of years of slicing, Zhou Xuan changed it to deep-frying, burning, burying... and other punishnts,
Upon seeing Wuxiang Prison, the tornted Daluo Tian broke into tears: "Wuxiang Prison, kill , please kill ."
His will had long collapsed, even his mind was sowhat deranged, nowhere near the image of a stone Buddha, just a tornted ntally ill patient.
"Eagle’s pecking, Lingchi, burning... he changes his thods daily to torture , I’ve been tortured for 30,000 years, I can’t hold on any longer... I don’t know how many more millennia of Infinite Purgatory there are... I can’t hold on."
He held onto Wuxiang Prison’s leg and cried sincerely.
His cries undoubtedly intensified the fear within Wuxiang Prison.
"Daluo Tian, what on earth happened?"
"You’ll know soon enough." Zhou Xuan answered for Daluo Tian.
Just as his words fell, the cries of natural predators began to resound.
"Caw, caw!"
The vultures hovering in the sky flocked towards Wuxiang Prison in succession, pecking its organs clean.
When the next day ca, and his body restored, then quickly consud by the vultures again, he understood what Daluo Tian ant by "Infinite Purgatory."
"Daluo Tian... Daluo Tian... Did you really endure 30,000 years of tornt?"
Wuxiang Prison was enveloped by boundless fear, the proud steel will of the Buddha Country people was rapidly declining, more terrifying than physical tornt was the fear within.
"Kill , kill , Wuxiang Prison... kill ..."
Daluo Tian only ranted and wailed madly, detailing nothing further, but he himself was the most comprehensive detail in Zhou Xuan’s "Infinite Torture."
"Wuxiang Prison, do you want to endure 30,000 years of tornt?"
Zhou Xuan sneered, "30,000 years is just the start, a mont here is like a thousand years, I can tornt you for 100,000 years, 300,000 years... until you go completely insane..."
Wuxiang Prison was the interrogation breaking point selected by Zhou Xuan. Before conducting the giant summoning ritual, he had Shang Wenjun separate Wuxiang Prison and Daluo Tian with a plan in place.
By letting Daluo Tian suffer destruction and tornt, he would serve as a proper example for Wuxiang Prison, a little intimidation was sure to shatter Wuxiang Prison’s will and force its surrender.
"I... I... I can confess, but I only seek a quick death."
Having dealt with Zhou Xuan for so long, Wuxiang Prison knew it was impossible to leave a live person in Zhou Xuan’s hands, but at least, not to be tortured for 30,000 years.
"That depends on your cooperation."
Zhou Xuan coldly said, "Now, I ask, you answer."
Wuxiang Prison nodded helplessly.
"Why does the Buddha Country want to invade the Blood Flesh Divine Dynasty and Jing Country?"
"Our Buddha Country... the Buddha Master of Buddha Country is nearing death, the thirty-three heavens of Buddha Country will disintegrate, we need to find a suitable domain to rebuild the thirty-three heavens."
Wuxiang Prison said.
"Jing Country is that suitable domain?"
"Yes... very suitable."
"You were one of the first Buddha Country people to land in Jing Country, what have you done over the years?"
Zhou Xuan asked, and before Wuxiang Prison could respond, threatened: "Think carefully before you speak, in this land, lies cannot be told... every lie ans 10,000 years of Infinite Hell tornt."
Under the fear of Infinite Hell, Wuxiang Prison’s will was utterly crushed, he quickly said: "We are seeking wave monks from Buddha Country, searching far and wide for suitable places to rebuild the thirty-three heavens,
after discovering Jing Country, I, along with the Wansese Realm and Wuxiang Prison, mainly guarded the Tattoo Forbidden Land, preventing the news of the Kongming Mirror from leaking out,
and then, then..."
"And then what?"
Zhou Xuan controlled the chaotic ti and space in Giant World, letting the sun set only to rapidly rise again, as a new day arrived, Wuxiang Prison’s body would restore, while the vultures in the sky sinisterly locked their gaze on Wuxiang Prison,
awaiting only Zhou Xuan’s command to swoop down and ravenously feast on Wuxiang Prison.
"Guarding the passage between the Buddha Country and Jing Country."
A feeling of sharp realization hit Zhou Xuan’s heart, this seed to hit the crux of the issue—there’s actually a passage between the Buddha Country and Jing Country?
"Where is the passage? Peng Town? Or Snow Mountain Prefecture?"
Zhou Xuan asked again.
The first ti the triple stone Buddha truly appeared was in Snow Mountain Prefecture, Peng Sheng went west seeking three Buddhas and found it.
Thus, Zhou Xuan suspected the passage was in those two places, unexpectedly, Wuxiang Prison gave an answer completely different from his speculation—Yellow Field Prefecture.
"Why in Yellow Field Prefecture?"
Zhou Xuan calmly asked...
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