The right hand shattered the coffin, then as if grasping onto something, it yanked fiercely, pulling a person out from within the coffin.
When the Red Coffin Lady landed, she tossed the person onto the ground with force and stomped her left foot heavily onto the person’s chest.
Standing with one foot firmly planted, the Red Coffin Lady looked down at the person, "admiring" them for a moment before shaking her head, causing the silver chain around her neck to jingle. She sneered, "I thought the Evil God would be some handsome man, but turns out he’s just an ugly waste."
On the ground, the Evil God "Time," his form indistinguishable from a human with limbs and a body, but his face was so rotted it was unrecognizable.
Hundreds of large and small blisters covered his face, resembling the back of a toad.
"So you’re the motherfucking ’Time’? You’re disgusting. I’m going to perform surgery on you."
Zhou Xuan activated the Bone Teeth, aiming for the largest blister on "Time’s" face and pricking it open.
When the blister burst, it was not pus that flowed out, but shimmering light like fireflies.
The light soared up towards the Heavenly Dome, and when it collided with the clouds above, the Time-Space World shifted abruptly from day into night.
"The body of the Evil God can store time. When he wishes to return to the past, he absorbs time into his body, forming these festering blisters,
and when he wants to go to the future, all he has to do is burst them open."
Lord Jian gestured towards Zhou Xuan’s Bone Teeth, and the weapon obediently returned to Zhou Xuan’s sleeve.
"You can control my Bone Teeth?" Zhou Xuan asked in astonishment.
The Bone Teeth were activated by his Perception, yet Lord Jian effortlessly wielded them with his incense power.
"Incense is incense. Technique is technique. Seven Incenses and Eight Incenses may seem separated by just one incense,
but Seven Incenses belong to mortals, while Eight Incenses belong to demigods of the human world."
The Red Coffin Lady offered an explanation to Zhou Xuan, adding, "You and the Eight Incenses are worlds apart in terms of power. For him to forcibly manipulate your Bone Teeth is child’s play."
Zhou Xuan nodded in understanding.
Since arriving at Jing Country, Zhou Xuan had only encountered two individuals who wielded Eight Incenses—Monk Zhu Jiu from Qiye Temple and Lord Jian before him.
But Monk Zhu Jiu had been forcibly sealed away for two hundred years by the former Qiye Temple Elder and Alien Ghost Covering Star, and his strength no longer carried the divine might of Eight Incenses. Zhou Xuan had never truly witnessed the extraordinary capabilities of Eight Incenses until today.
The four arrows that sealed away the Evil God "Time" relied solely on the power of a stray thought to lock onto the Evil God’s essence.
Such is the terrifying momentum held by the demigods of Eight Incenses in the human world.
"Lord Jian, ’Time’ has already been subdued under the foot of the Coffin Lady. I’ll go capture Mo Tingsheng."
"A small fry. There’s no need for you to lift a finger."
With a casual air, Lord Jian nocked an arrow, firing it randomly. The golden feathered arrow spanned across the northern mountain peaks, striking Mo Tingsheng’s knee and embedding itself into the ground.
Mo Tingsheng was trapped by a single arrow, pinned firmly to the earth.
The arrow radiated golden light, resembling a glowing rope that bound him tightly.
Zhou Xuan’s Divine Soul Day Trip glimpsed Mo Tingsheng’s pitiful state and burst into laughter. "You bastard, scheming within Mingjiang Prefecture for thirty years, did you never anticipate meeting Lord Jian today?"
"Zhou Xuan... Zhou Xuan..."
Mo Tingsheng gnawed his teeth in resentment, seething with hatred for Zhou Xuan. Because of him, the Three-headed Stone Buddha in the Tattoo Forbidden Land was stopped just short of summoning the Mother of Hundred Demons.
And it was due to Zhou Xuan that his thirty-year-long plan stood on the brink of ruin.
"I’ve long suggested to Mr. Feng that someone like you, an outsider to this world, should be eliminated before you grow too strong. But Mr. Feng was softhearted. Because you’re the storyteller’s disciple, he wouldn’t take ruthless action."
"If Mr. Feng had acted sooner, you’d be dead long ago."
"If Mr. Feng had acted sooner, he’d only have died more miserably. In the days before his attack, the Nuo God was always lingering close by."
The Nuo God had only fallen into deeper slumber after altering Peng Town’s history.
If the Nuo God hadn’t descended into profound rest, Mr. Feng could have tried causing trouble for Zhou Xuan and seen how far he’d get. The Nuo God had been guarding Zhou Xuan all along.
A mere storyteller’s mask could allow Zhou Xuan to strike against the Three-headed Stone Buddha from a thousand miles away. It’d be a race to see whether the Nuo God’s hands or Mr. Feng’s feet moved faster.
With a cold laugh, Zhou Xuan placed Mo Tingsheng onto his back.
The Divine Soul Day Trip allowed Zhou Xuan to interact with the physical world and wield incense powers. Though the giant formed from his soul lacked earth-shaking might for now, dealing with Mo Tingsheng posed no challenge.
He carried Mo Tingsheng back to where his physical body rested.
After his Divine Soul returned to his body, Zhou Xuan rummaged through Mr. Mo’s belongings and uncovered a palm-sized Netherworld Stone from his coat pocket.
"You were using this thing to communicate with the Hundred-Eyed High Priest and the others?"
Zhou Xuan questioned Mo Tingsheng.
Mo Tingsheng sneered and replied, "Under the threat of the White Clothes Divine Arrow, I couldn’t use the Netherworld Stone to contact the Hundred-Eyed High Priest. However, as long as I go hours without sending an update to them, they’ll forcibly initiate the kidnapper’s operation.
I’ve already explained to them the method of activation. Catching me changes nothing."
"Whether it changes anything isn’t up to you."
Zhou Xuan lifted the Netherworld Stone and murmured, "Well Spirit, take the Netherworld Stone and hand it over to Miss Qiang. Have her analyze its mechanism for connecting people."
Previously, without Miss Qiang, the Netherworld Stone acquired by Yun Ziliang from Peng Hu had almost been useless, only to be smashed to pieces by the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree. This time, it must be used wisely.
At Zhou Xuan’s command, the Blood Well transformed into crimson tendrils, engulfing the Netherworld Stone and consuming it into the Secret Realm.
Zhou Xuan used the Bone Teeth to sever Mo Tingsheng’s tendons and crush his collarbones before slinging him onto his back once more. Turning to Lord Jian, he remarked, "The matter’s handled; we can leave now."