Wandering Gods of Day and Night

It... is the one who officially announced the 'Apocalypse Plan.' Even I can't control it. If it needs to announce the plan, I transfer my consciousness through the Netherworld Stone of Buddha Country, crafting it into sound waves. Then, through the Netherworld Stone, those sound waves ripple across the entire Mingjiang Prefecture, and it will naturally receive my instructions.

If I were to die, it would still execute the plan at the predetermined final moment set by me."

Zhou Xuan felt an urge to slap Mo Tingsheng across the face right then and there. This bastard was cunning—so cunning, in fact, that even digging through his memories would be useless with such a setup.

His Buddha Country Main Brain was nothing short of a time bomb. Killing Mo Tingsheng would only trigger the explosion.

As for finding this Buddha Country Main Brain... Mingjiang Prefecture is so vast—where would one even begin to search for an object the size of a walnut?

Though Zhou Xuan's Divine Soul Day Trip allows for Heaven and Earth Extreme Speed, speed alone does not mean he can visually scan every inch of Mingjiang Prefecture.

Even with exceptional vision, if the Main Brain were hidden in the depths of the Ming River, or buried in some swamp, how could it possibly be found?

"At least we've extracted Mo Tingsheng's Apocalypse Plan. We also know he possesses a Buddha Country Main Brain. Breaking this conundrum still depends on the Netherworld Stone."

Since Mo Tingsheng communicates with the Main Brain through the Netherworld Stone, if Miss Qiang can crack the method to use the stone, Zhou Xuan could then use the Netherworld Stone to communicate with the Main Brain. This predicament could then be resolved.

And so ended the first stage of interrogating Mo Tingsheng.

The first stage was to uncover the kidnapper's thirty-year scheme.

The second stage was for Zhou Xuan to ask Mo Tingsheng about the truth behind Ping Shui Prefecture's Corridor River drought years ago.

"That drought in Corridor River over thirty years ago... That was your doing, wasn't it?"

"Not at all,"

Mo Tingsheng said flatly. "It was the work of Yunwu Venerable. He possesses phenomenally strong telekinesis within Buddha Country and wields the Wind and Rain Buddha Artifact. Though unable to descend into Jing Country himself, he was still capable of creating calamities there.

The Corridor River calamity was his first attempt. Since he lacked confidence, he used the Wind and Rain Buddha Artifact to stir up an endless cloud mist.

The mist formed illusions, trapping the doomed people of Corridor River within a mirage from which they could not escape, no matter how far they fled."

"Every time you mention Yunwu Venerable, why do you never bring up Food Heaven? He was also born amidst the calamity at Corridor River."

"Great Heavenly King, Food Heaven might have been birthed as a consciousness derived from Buddha Country, but even he doesn't know he's a Buddha Country native. He is an Alien Ghost of Jing Country."

"An Alien Ghost of Jing Country? And their origin?"

"A fragment of consciousness, absorbed from the far reaches by Jing Country. Those born in Jing Country through such influence are Alien Ghosts."

Zhou Xuan, hearing this, couldn't help but think of himself. He too was a fragment of consciousness absorbed by Jing Country. However, his case was different—he hadn't been born there. Instead, he had seized the body of the Zhou Family Troupe's former Young Master.

"Could I also be an Alien Ghost?"

Zhou Xuan mulled this over, deciding that since he had only possessed a body and wasn't truly born in Jing Country, he likely wasn't an Alien Ghost.

"Great Heavenly King, while Alien Ghosts are born as fragments of foreign consciousness, not all are particularly powerful. The truly formidable Alien Ghosts are those who achieve possession in Jing Country. These Ghosts can escape the pursuit of the God Traveling Department and grow undetected."

Zhou Xuan: "..."

Motherfucker, you just had to hit that sore spot!

"Take Zhou Xuan of Ping Shui Prefecture for example—I suspect he's an outsider from beyond the Heavenly Dome. Within his body lie two Secret Realms: the Blood Well and the Nu God. Should he mature, he would become the strongest Alien Ghost in Jing Country."

"Ridiculous! The Nu God is a Jing Country God. How could a Secret Realm of the Nu God reside in the body of an Alien Ghost?"

"Great Heavenly King, in Jing Country, there may be distinctions between Alien Ghosts and Gods, and the God Traveling Department may still be tirelessly hunting Alien Ghosts day and night. But why is it that among the twenty-four God-level beings above Jing Country's Heavenly Dome, so many of them are Alien Ghosts?"

"Explain."

"Because only those who reincarnate via possession are the truest Alien Ghosts. Among them, some were summoned by Gods, while others were summoned by Heavenly Gods. Zhou Xuan is one such being—summoned by the Nu God."

Mo Tingsheng continued, "Alien Ghosts like Food Heaven belong to the type of consciousness that fled to Jing Country. In a way, he's a thief. Even if he eventually cultivates seven incense sticks or nine, he'll still be a thief who can't change his nature.

But Zhou Xuan is different. If allowed to grow, he has the qualifications to ascend the Heavenly Dome and even to become a Jing Country God.

So, I humbly beg the Great Heavenly King to take action and kill Zhou Xuan!"

Zhou Xuan nearly burst into laughter. Trying to hire a hitman to kill him... in his own dream?

Stifling his snickers, he maintained his guise as the "Great Heavenly King," replying calmly, "Zhou Xuan is a minor figure—I could kill him with a wave of my hand. But let's set him aside for now. The Mother of Hundred Demons needs to awaken. Have you figured out how?"

"Reporting to the Great Heavenly King, I am currently helping the Wansese Realm and the Hundred-Eyed High Priest locate the Legend of the Hundred Spirits. So far, we have some leads."

"The Wansese Realm? Who is he?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Oh, he is a Dharma Body of the Ming Stone Heavenly King. Three hundred years ago, the Ming Stone Heavenly King was shattered by the Nu God's Storyteller Mask. His strength has drastically declined, and even now, all three of his Dharma Bodies are incapable of reforming into his true self."

Zhou Xuan was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He had been worried that the Tattoo Forbidden Land's forces were too strong to breach. But now... with a Dharma Body of the Three-headed Stone Buddha and the Hundred-Eyed High Priest both outside the Forbidden Land,

wasn't this the perfect opportunity to eliminate them, one by one?

"You mentioned leads on the Legend of the Hundred Spirits. What leads?"

Zhou Xuan pressed.

"In the Time-Space World of Jing Country, I saw... the Yumen High Priest holding the Hundred Babies, of which only seven remain."

Mo Tingsheng elaborated, "Those one hundred babies were left unfed, fitted by the Yumen High Priest each with canine teeth, making them devour one another... Until finally, only one baby remained alive. That one child is the Legend of the Hundred Spirits. If I trace the flow of time back by another year within the Time-Space World, I'll surely uncover who among the seven remaining babies ultimately survived...

... That survivor will be the Legend of the Hundred Spirits."