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Wandering Gods of Day and Night

Chapter 606: 281: Immovable Ming King_4

Author: The mountains are all ink-colored.
updatedAt: 2025-09-17

Chapter 606: Chapter 281: Immovable Ming King_4

Zhou Xuan gestured towards Bone Teeth, and Bone Teeth returned to his hand. Meanwhile, the Mountain and River Map ascended abruptly, unfurling rapidly across the Heavenly Dome.

The map encompassed the entirety of Peng Town.

The Tattooed Clan members who had just been kneeling in prayer to the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree were now shaken at the sight of the tattoo map above the nine incenses. Their emotions stirred, they began chanting the ancient clan prayers, devoutly kneeling towards the Mountain and River Map in worship.

As the Mountain and River Map reached its grand completion, the Nine Prefectures of Jing Country contained within it, fueled by the prayers of the ancient clansmen, erupted ferociously and without peer from the map itself.

“Ping Shui Prefecture, Mingjiang Prefecture, Jingchuan Prefecture, Yellow Field Prefecture…”

Zhou Xuan raised a single hand heavenward, commanding the prefectures as if appointing generals. The prefectures descended from the map, one by one.

Under the incense offerings reciprocated by Zhou Lingyi, he wielded the incense power of eight prefectures and looked towards the ninth. Yet, before the nine incenses were complete,

he could only control the eight prefectures of Jing Country within the Mountain and River Map.

Still, the momentum of these eight prefectures already carried the overwhelming force of shifting mountains and overturning seas. Some weaker practitioners among the ancient clans were pinned firmly to the ground by this oppressive presence, unable to even move.

“The momentum of the Eight Prefectures of Jing Country may seem intimidating, but it just doesn’t scare me.”

The Three-headed Stone Buddha lacked perception. Compared to Zhou Xuan’s agile movements, it was far inferior.

But the people of Buddha Country had their own strengths—

an indomitable physical form, an undying golden body. Despite Zhou Xuan’s unyielding star body repeatedly smashing against it with the Power of Stars, the golden body remained completely intact. One could see the formidable resilience of Buddha Country’s golden bodies.

“The Immovable Ming King is the Buddha of the Earth.”

The Stone Buddha hurled the three-headed, six-armed Bright King Golden Body forward.

The Bright King Golden Body landed upon the soil of Peng Town, adopting the lotus position. Its body radiated golden light, spilling into every corner of Peng Town.

Wherever the golden light touched, an intangible momentum arose from the ground.

“The Immovable Ming King can borrow the power of the Earth to raise mists and shield against your Eight Prefectures of Jing Country.”

The intangible momentum formed into an inverted golden bell that covered the battlefield entirely. This unseen golden bell withstood the descending pressure of the Eight Prefectures of Jing Country.

“Force against force—when it comes to power, we of Buddha Country have never lost.”

The golden body of the Stone Buddha, transformed into the “Immovable Ming King,” resisted the falling weight of the prefectures in the Mountain and River Map. Meanwhile, the Stone Buddha himself wielded the corpse of the Big Nuoshen, grasping two blades, and strode boldly towards Zhou Xuan.

With each step, he moved with grandeur.

“Zhou Xuan, your Mountain and River Map has been blocked by my Immovable Ming King. Now, how will you counter my eight thunderous blade strikes?”

The Stone Buddha glanced smugly at the two blades in hand, then lifted his eyes to the remaining eight blades suspended in the air.

“You’re only holding two blades. Where are the eight?”

“Don’t forget, this corpse is forged from four Big Nuoshen. And among them, one has passed through the Bone Elder Association of the ‘Suffering Faction.'”

The Stone Buddha removed the mask of the Sixteen Forms and donned the Heavenly Official mask of the Bone Elder Association, chanting the protective divine spell of the Suffering Faction’s Bone Elder.

Blood and flesh regenerated on the Big Nuoshen’s corpse. Eight arms sprouted forth, along with four additional heads.

The Bone Elder of the Suffering Faction, wielding the power of Blood and Flesh Regeneration, was astoundingly swift.

At this moment, the Big Nuoshen corpse appeared like “four people fused together,” grotesque and hideous, even more so than the Saint Heir and Saintess.

“When I had condensed the golden body, I could not use the protective divine spell. But now that the golden body has detached, I’ve used the Blood and Flesh Regeneration Technique of the Bone Elder Association to restore all four Big Nuoshen. Let’s see how you fight me now.”

The Stone Buddha then removed the “Heavenly Official” mask and replaced it with the “Sixteen Forms” mask of Wuwen Mountain.

With eight arms and eight blades, each move carried the essence of an entire world. No matter how agile Zhou Xuan was, there was no escaping this encirclement.

Convinced of victory, the Stone Buddha felt this battle was already in his grasp…

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