Chapter 598: Chapter 279: The Layout of God_3

The Copper Coin Priest listened and immediately awakened all his copper coins, sending them flying towards the ruined area of the Forbidden Land.

But the Big Dragon was shapeless, rendering the copper coins powerless. A dazzling display of flight accomplished nothing, leaving the dragon completely unharmed.

“Someone is drawing out the dragon’s force here.”

The Saint Heir and Saintess, hailing from the Bone Elder Association, naturally had far deeper insights into mystical doctrines than the Copper Coin Priest.

Unfortunately, she had no means to restrain the dragon’s force. She could only watch helplessly as the dragon, nourished by Dragon Qi for three hundred years, rampaged through this place…

…

The visage of Peng Town unfolded little by little before Yun Ziliang, Peng Sheng, and Lady Hong Guan, as the mist shattered and collapsed under the dragon’s assault.

Yun Ziliang’s face burned with excitement, and he exclaimed, “Do you see? Once the force of the Big Dragon is drawn out, it’s enough to destroy Peng Town’s Forbidden Land mist.”

Were this in the plains, drawing out the dragon’s force directly to form the Big Dragon would leave the Forbidden Land of Peng Town untouched, making it unattackable.

But Yun Ziliang’s cunning move directly tapped into the dragon within the Forbidden Land, inciting its fury to smash the mist apart—truly an ingenious plan.

“The Peng Town mist has been shattered, breaking the structure of the Forbidden Land. The laws are surging in, and the town is no longer lost.”

Peng Sheng clasped his hands behind his back and strode toward the town. The Great Ancestor of the Tattoo Clan had returned today.

“Even the Saint Heir and Saintess of the Bone Elder Association are present.”

As soon as Peng Town emerged, its inhabitants could no longer hide, and Lady Hong Guan immediately spotted the Saint Heir and Saintess in black robes.

She had long been acquainted with the Association’s painter. Back when she visited Mingjiang Prefecture, she naturally met the most influential and worshiped figures of the Bone Elder Association in the human world.

In addition, the Saint Heir and Saintess had distinctive appearances, their billowing sleeves hiding flesh like mountains—how could she forget such peculiar forms?

“Which one is the Saint Heir and Saintess?” Zhou Xuan asked.

“Her,” Lady Hong Guan pointed to the black-robed woman.

“Oh, so this Saint Heir and Saintess, who ordered the painter to discard me after borrowing me for the task of pacifying the Mingjiang Prefecture crisis—this is how they look?”

“Hahaha, Saint Heir and Saintess? Bah, they are nothing but mutations.”

Miss Qiang from the Secret Realm sneered.

“Miss Qiang, why do you call them mutations?”

“I created the Bone Elders myself. During the process of crafting them, something went wrong with the flesh, resulting in a few conjoined individuals… two people fused together,

one side with a mouth but without the organs for procreation, and the other side without a mouth but with reproductive organs.

Thus, the front-facing side is tasked with eating, drinking, and speaking, while the back-facing side is responsible for reproduction.”

Miss Qiang explained, “The earliest Bone Elders believed conjoined individuals were celestial phenomena, proclaiming them harbingers of suffering and disaster—a lineage of the God of Suffering of Mingjiang Prefecture. That’s why they labeled these conjoined beings as the Saint Heir and Saintess.”

“Oh, I get it now. I’ve often heard the painter and Li Chengfeng talk about the Saint Heir and Saintess. I always thought it was two people—didn’t expect… it’s one person.

Anyway, it’s timely today. The Saint Heir and Saintess have appeared in the Tattoo Forbidden Land; they’re surely already dogs serving the Three-headed Stone Buddha. It’s perfect to call the painter and Music Master to cleanse the sect.”

Zhou Xuan smirked coldly, “The painter is about to be promoted.”

Among the Tangkou of the Bone Elder Association, the Saint Heir and Saintess held the highest authority. Eliminating them would make the painter the primary Bone Elder in truth.

Given the bond between the painter and Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xuan was more than willing to lend a helping hand.

He promptly issued a decree within the Secret Realm to Li Chengfeng: “Old Li, the Forbidden Land is shattered—gather the Divine Lanterns of Mingjiang Prefecture.”

“At your command.”

As soon as Li Chengfeng’s response rang out,

within half a minute, several Divine Lanterns materialized in the sky above Zhou Xuan.

Bone Elders like the painter, Music Master, Gu Ling, and Li Chengfeng appeared.

Witches like Shang Wenjun, Hua Qingying, and two other Seven Incense Witches also emerged.

The three heads of the City Gods—though two had been slain by Zhou Xuan—were represented solely by Qing Feng this time.

To assist Zhou Xuan, all prominent Divine Lanterns with the highest worship from Mingjiang Prefecture had arrived.

“Young Master, we need to help you win swiftly so that you can free up your hands to repair the Monitoring Bronze Tripod of the God Traveling Department.”

“Old Hua, look over there. See who that is.”

Zhou Xuan pointed to the distant black-robed woman.

“The Saint Heir and Saintess? Indeed, today is a fine day for cleansing the sect.”

The painter and Music Master exchanged glances and remarked.

Zhou Xuan asked, “Old Hua, how far along are you with Eight Incenses now?”

“Not far—it’s just starting to burn.”

“I’ve heard that the Saint Heir and Saintess currently have the highest worship among the Bone Elder Association—alongside the Blood Child in the Time Realm. Is that true?”

“Not entirely true. Within the Time Realm and the human world, they indeed reign supreme. But there are deeper folded spaces in Jing Country, where Bone Elders with Nine Incenses reside.”

“Such high worship still exists?”

“But the spaces they inhabit are extraordinarily peculiar. Descending into the human world from there is far more arduous than a god’s incarnation.”

“Could they inherit Divine Status?”

“Impossible.” The painter wasn’t sure why Zhou Xuan was asking but answered truthfully, “The only individuals who can inherit Divine Status are those with the highest worship in the human realm and Time Realm. Those in deeper spaces must ascend to the Heavenly Dome and slay the Old Gods to achieve Divine Status.”

“Good, that simplifies things. Consume the Saint Heir and Saintess’s incense offerings. If you can reach the level of Eight gazing toward Nine, your worship should exceed that of the Blood Child. At that point, I’ll return the Heavenly Official’s Divine Status to you, helping you become a Heavenly Dome god.”

Zhou Xuan proposed.

The painter’s face quivered with astonishment as he asked, “Young Master, you’re not joking? We’ll need to keep the Saint Heir and Saintess’s corpses for you.”