Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Ghost hand told everyone the heavenly secrets he had stolen.

For a moment, the Netherworld Stone Gathering was silent.

The incense fire Taoist seemed like a mountain pressing down on them.

Finally, Zhou Xuan broke the silence, saying, "What do you think, did I lie to you? Has Xiang and Fire descended or not?"

Yunwu Venerable cursed, saying, "You guys open the passage to Mingjiang Prefecture, but I refuse to believe in this nonsense called 'Xiang and Fire.' If I don't make him bloom with peach blossoms all over his face, he won't know the might of the Yunwu Venerable."

No one paid attention to Yunwu Venerable,

Open the passage? With one's life?

That's "Xiang and Fire," a power above the level of Gods, Ghost hand and Heavenly Official rely on the Daoist to descend, and can only exert the strength of eight sticks of incense,

Three hundred years ago, Peng Hou was knocked down from his level, and he hasn't returned to the power of nine sticks of incense.

Even if the three of them with eight sticks of incense were tied together, they might not be able to defeat a God-level, let alone someone above that level.

"Let's return above the Heavenly Dome before we make things worse."

Ghost hand felt somewhat fearful,

And for them, the current flood only submerged half of Mingxi District,

Although Mingjiang Prefecture is divided into Mingxi and Mingdong by a large river, Mingxi District is only one-tenth the size of Mingdong District and is not as populous as Mingdong,

So the city submerged by the current flood is just a minor issue for them—natural disasters are common, flooding such a small area, what's the big deal?

"Heavenly Official, are you going to retreat?" Ghost hand asked again.

Heavenly Official was silent for a long time before saying, "Retreat. Mingjiang Prefecture, after all, is my origin. If it weren't for wanting to escape the will of Jing Country, I wouldn't want to strike Mingjiang either."

His words were devoid of emotion and full of hypocrisy.

"You all can go wherever you want, I alone can take Mingjiang Prefecture."

Peng Hou's attitude remained firm,

He was actually seen through by Zhou Xuan—it's been three hundred years, and he, Peng Hou, hasn't climbed back to nine sticks of incense. A God below nine sticks is always challenged by human world powers trying to slay him and become new gods,

He has been hiding in the Tattoo Forbidden Land, living in secrecy, which made him feel quite pathetic,

And today, the great calamity of the flood in Mingjiang Prefecture is his opportunity. As long as he absorbs enough incense, he can surely return to nine sticks of incense, maybe even surpass his former peak.

This opportunity mattered more to Peng Hou than to Heavenly Official and Ghost hand.

"I will not go. I will continue to control the water, raising the height of the Peak Flood to drown Mingjiang Prefecture."

"If you won't leave, then we won't be polite."

Heavenly Official and Ghost hand weren't as persistent; the two even had petty thoughts,

If they returned to the heavenly realm and the affairs of Mingjiang Prefecture were exposed, noticed by the "Master," they could still push the blame onto Peng Hou.

"The situation is tense, let's move quickly."

Heavenly Official and Ghost hand controlled the Daoist to escape from the flood, each finding a hidden place to return to the Heavenly Dome.

If they had not escaped the flood it would have been fine, but as soon as they left the flood, Zhou Xuan, endowed with enhanced perception by the Blood Well Society, noticed the figures of these two God-level entities.

The powerful perception allowed Zhou Xuan, even standing above Mingjiang, to extend his vision and hearing across half of Mingjiang Prefecture.

Zhou Xuan gazed at the distant Heavenly Official and Ghost hand, then returned to his body in the Secret Realm to inform Li Chengfeng: "Old Li, there are three Gods hidden in the flood, two Gods have already departed,

They are Heavenly Official and Ghost hand. Heavenly Official went to White Cliff Mountain, Ghost hand went to East River Town. Notify Bone Elder Association, City God, and the Witch to slay the Gods."

"High Priest, are you asking our three groups to slay Gods?"

Li Chengfeng frowned and couldn't believe his ears.

"The Gods rely on Daoists to descend and have drowned so many people in Mingjiang Prefecture. If you don't leave them in the human world, how will your Bone Elder Association, City God, explain this to the citizens of Mingjiang?"

"Understood. I'll notify the Painter and Music Master now... Just thinking of slaying Gods, I'm getting a bit excited."

After speaking with Zhou Xuan, Li Chengfeng notified the Painter and Music Master.

"What... Among those plaguing Mingjiang Prefecture, there's actually Heavenly Official?"

The Painter and Music Master were livid, immediately deciding to reverse the Heavenly Gang,

"The Bone Elder Association's You Shen, head to White Cliff Mountain to slay the Heavenly Official and clean up our ranks!"