"I have seen the disasters among heaven and earth. Each disaster has destroyed my flesh, yet before the next disaster arrives, my blood and flesh are reborn."
The painter, the Music Master, Gu Ling, and others saw similar scenes within the Kongming Mirror.
In the Mirror World, their flesh and blood were reborn again and again, allowing them to glimpse the secrets of the Suffering Faction’s Bone Elder.
These secrets relentlessly urged their offerings of incense.
"I have seen the hope of ascension."
The painter and the Music Master spoke simultaneously.
Such is one of the powers of Jing Country’s Kongming Mirror, enabling its users to witness secrets of cultivation.
Peng Sheng smiled radiantly; the Kongming Mirror he distributed had become a key for making dragons out of ordinary Jing Country people. In the days to come, Jing Country would see an outpouring of highly devout individuals.
"However, the speed of cultivation still depends on how well you each master the Kongming Mirror."
Peng Sheng said as such.
Among the Tattoo Clan, each possessed a Kongming Mirror, but this did not mean they all could achieve what Peng Sheng had done—breaking through to eight incense offerings by the age of twenty.
At the time, Peng Sheng even boldly predicted that with another five or ten years, he could effortlessly break through to nine incense offerings.
"Brother Xuan, what did you see?"
Compared to the hope shown by the You Shen, Peng Sheng was more curious about what vision Zhou Xuan had beheld.
"I saw a panorama of Jing Country... mountains, great rivers, eerie earth caves, bloodstained altars, and nine sprawling prefecture cities."
"This is your tattooed destiny—to draw the aura of the divine into art."
Peng Sheng exclaimed in excitement.
It was not a mere picture but a long-scroll tattoo map.
A Tattoo Master who completed the twenty-four divine pictures would be able to glimpse this map. The more divine aura introduced into the tattoo map, the stronger the tattoo map became.
Peng Sheng, while battling the Heavenly Ghost Map, remained deeply concerned about Zhou Xuan’s tattooed destiny.
"Imagine those Divine Images and place them into the tattoos."
Zhou Xuan began to picture the twenty-four Divine Images he’d created. The first thing that came to mind was his initial incense hall—the storyteller.
The storyteller’s tattoo featured a paper fan and a gavel.
In his mind, he visualized the paper fan and gavel, as if holding them for real, then plucked the image from his thoughts and placed them into "Mingjiang Prefecture within Jing Country’s Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers."
"Next is my sister’s Witch Sect."
The Witch Sect’s tattoo displayed the Faceless Woman; he placed the Faceless Woman into Mingjiang Prefecture.
Following the same pattern, Zhou Xuan proceeded to add tattoos from other Divine Hall associations such as "Dun Jia," "Dragon Seeking," and "Bone Elder Association" into the tattoo map...
"How much have you added?"
"All the Divine Hall tattoos have been added."
"That works too. A tattoo map forged from all Divine Images surpasses the power of a Heavenly Ghost Map."
"Brother Peng, I’ve also added the Alien Ghost tattoos."
In fact, the first Alien Ghost tattoo Zhou Xuan added was the Earth Child from Mr. Ye’s hall.
"That can’t be right, can it?"
Peng Sheng was only aware that you had to choose between Buddha, God, or Alien Ghost tattoos to place on the map.
A complete Divine Image map was the most powerful, followed by the Alien Ghost map, and finally the Great Buddha map—there was only one Great Buddha, and its limited presence made it less potent.
Yet Zhou Xuan had added all Divine Images and then Alien Ghosts—this bordered on absurdity.
"How many Alien Ghosts did you add?"
Peng Sheng continued asking.
"All of them." Zhou Xuan finished placing the last Heavenly Vault God-level Alien Ghost—the Eternal Life Sect Leader from the Shaman Hall.
"All of them," Zhou Xuan affirmed.
"???," Peng Sheng was at a loss for words momentarily.
Assembling every Divine Image and Alien Ghost into the tattoo map created power even beyond the Far Sky Ghost Map.
"How about... you try the Great Buddha as well?"
Among all Heavenly Vault God-level entities, there was only one Great Buddha—the Green Robed Buddha, who sought to wrest back Zhou Xuan’s Vindication.
The Green Robed Buddha’s tattoo depicted a flowing green monk’s robe.
Zhou Xuan stood in the Mirror World, holding the green monk’s robe and attempting to place it into the long-scroll tattoo,
But as he released his grip, the green monk’s robe floated back out of the tattoo map.
"Is the Great Buddha placed?"
"Well, at least it’s a bit normal now." Peng Sheng exhaled in relief.
The tattoo map conceived within the Mirror World—if it assembled all twenty-four Divine Images—would be an embodiment of pure monstrosity.
At this thought, Peng Sheng didn’t feel disappointed. With only one image left out, the twenty-four Divine Images were nearly completed...
"It’s in. The Great Buddha has been placed last." Zhou Xuan shouted.
Peng Sheng’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Twenty-four Divine Images all gathered in a single tattoo?
"Seriously?" Peng Sheng found it hard to believe.
Zhou Xuan answered firmly, "All placed."
The Great Buddha tattoo was one he originally couldn’t embed, but as he gazed at the long-scroll landscape, pondering upon the divine figures within the mountains and rivers, the Alien Ghosts enshrined atop earth caves and blood altars.
A sudden thought gripped him: "Twenty-three entities of divine and ghostly origin—how could they fear a Buddha Country’s Demon Monk? If this map is one I create, I will depict a kneeling Great Buddha at the lowest point of these Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers. Would its might not suppress even him?"
As this notion sprouted, the bottom of the map truly displayed a kneeling Great Buddha, backed by a Buddha mantra inscribed with nine golden characters: *Prajnaparamita Buddha Country’s Xunbo Great King!*
Having witnessed the kneeling Great King, Zhou Xuan successfully embedded the Green Robed Buddha into the tattoo map.
The twenty-four Divine Images converged into the mountain-and-river scroll.
"Brother Peng, my tattoo map is complete."
"You’ve finished the tattoo map—what shall it be named?"
"Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Suppressing Buddha."
As Zhou Xuan’s words fell, he reached into the Mirror World and seized the mountain-and-river tattoo map...