Wandering Gods of Day and Night

"Today is the day when this Nuo God of mine, empowered by Nuoxi, will do battle with that Ancient Buddha Mirror Image."

Zhou Xuan couldn’t help looking forward to it.

And it wasn’t only Zhou Xuan who looked forward to this great battle; the Eternal Life Sect Leader and the others were extremely eager as well.

The Eternal Life Sect Leader couldn’t help sighing, "For thousands of years in Jing Country, it’s been said that the Nuo God is the unparalleled war god of the Nine Mansions of the Human World, who, when facing a Heavenly Venerate, is not at a disadvantage.

Today’s battle is a clash between Nuo God and Ancient Buddha."

The Green Robed Buddha shook his head and said, "Not entirely. The Ancient Buddha condensed by the Buddha Slaves is nothing more than a mirror image, not a true Ancient Buddha."

"But the Nuo God is also nothing more than something brought forth and empowered when the Nuoxi is sung."

Yuan Buyu said, "This battle can indeed show—between Ancient Buddha and Nuo God, which is stronger."

You are a mirror image, I am a theatrical shadow; neither of us is a true God, so there’s no such thing as one side having the advantage or the disadvantage.

The Green Robed Buddha, hearing this, nodded as well and said, "What Master Yuan says is reasonable."

As they chatted back and forth,

the Ancient Buddha Mirror Image condensed by the Five Great Buddhist Slaves had already taken form first.

One saw that at this moment the Golden Body Slave had completely transformed into the appearance of an Ancient Buddha.

He was draped in a five-colored Kasaya, holding a scripture scroll, his body several hundred zhang tall.

The entire Pingshui Prefecture City, in his eyes, was an exceedingly tiny thing.

He sat upon a golden lotus, stretched out his hand, and pressed a gigantic palm down toward Zhou Xuan.

The Buddha’s giant palm was more towering than a high mountain; when that one palm descended, it was like a great mountain pressing down from above.

At this moment,

Zhou Xuan had also finished linking with those Erlang’s infantry.

The Erlang’s infantry hanging from the Zhou Family Willow Tree descended one after another.

The Mountain Opening General, the Judge, Jiang Lang, the Stove God, the Lord, Gou Yuan, the Child Delivery, the Mang Mountain Lady... all these Erlang’s infantry surged toward Zhou Xuan together.

Among these Erlang’s infantry were True Gods, Wild Gods, as well as Evil Ghosts of the human world and spirit monsters of the mountains.

Thus their walking postures each had their own style.

Some stepped with dignified, solemn Eight-direction Steps; some descended like a Heavenly God come to earth, feet treading Heavenly Gang.

Still others moved like sinister charms in the forest, their steps uncanny and strange.

As they, one after another, crashed into Zhou Xuan’s body.

Zhou Xuan actually condensed a Dharma Image as well.

His body too was a hundred zhang tall, clad in a Nuo Robe, over which was a layer of Golden Armor; with four divine eyes he continuously swept his gaze across the human world.

At the same time,

behind him hung nine huge masks, but among them only seven masks diffused divine radiance, while the other two masks were rather dim.

This corresponded to Zhou Xuan’s incense fire level.

Likewise, it was a giant statue confronting a giant statue.

In front of that several-hundred-zhang-tall Ancient Buddha, Zhou Xuan’s figure was still tiny, yet he was not the least bit afraid.

Back in Peng Town of Mingjiang Prefecture, Zhou Xuan had once had the experience of "driving" a Nuo God.

That battle was one where he drove the Nuo God to face the Xunbo Great King of the Buddha Country.

"The Nuo God’s methods lean toward the primitive; what it relies on is the most primitive close-range smashing."

With a shift of Zhou Xuan’s intent, he immediately surged toward that Ancient Buddha.

As for the palm that Ancient Buddha had already pressed down,

Zhou Xuan charged forward fearlessly, stepping with extremely uncanny footwork to evade that palm falling from midair, then leapt before the Ancient Buddha and blasted upward with a giant fist.

No Divine Skills, no Taoist Technique, no secret technique—there was only fist after fist landing on flesh.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Zhou Xuan swung several punches in succession, each punch carrying the might to split mountains and crack cliffs, slamming into the Ancient Buddha’s body, but the explosive ringing sound was like metal striking stone, crisp and sharp.

Those fists were like smashing into thick meteorite iron, unable to break that Ancient Buddha’s Golden Body.

The Ancient Buddha laughed coldly and said, "I am the Ancient Buddha, progenitor of ten thousand Buddhas. I possess the Vajra Method, signifying the Longevity Buddha Body, the most supreme body under Heaven and Earth, called the Vajra Unbreakable Body.

Zhou Family’s Nu—you may have a sky-soaring giant statue, but with your smashing, ramming brute force, how can you possibly break my Golden Body?"

Zhou Xuan had not displayed Heavenly God Level Divine Skills, but the Golden Body Slave had already unleashed the Buddha Sect’s ’Supreme Secret’ first.

"The World Honored One has the Supreme Secret; when reciting the Secret Method, a single palm is a single country. No matter if your body is a hundred zhang tall, in my palm a Buddha Country forms on its own."

The Ancient Buddha continuously chanted mantras; in his palm, a kingdom actually took shape—within this kingdom were countless Buddha Towers and Buddhist Temples.

In just a few instants, the Buddha Country had already been condensed.

At this moment the Ancient Buddha overturned his palm, and within his palm a vast kingdom was continuously pouring out...