Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 962 - 385: Night Parade of Hundred Demons

"If even the great master cannot suppress Soul Shepherd City, what should we do?"

"Believe in the great master, believe."

"Yes, we must believe in the power of ’belief’."

The people of Mingjiang Prefecture still had great faith in Zhou Xuan, and could only believe in him—in the celestial chess game and in the post-disaster life, it was Zhou Xuan who led the people of Mingjiang Prefecture forward.

And Zhou Xuan "did not disappoint," he lifted his robe sleeve, and pointed his right hand towards the Taoist Ancestor Mask in the sky.

Under his guidance, a rich purple aura began to emanate from within the mask.

The purple aura spread like smoke, surging swiftly, and before long, it painted half the sky over Mingjiang Prefecture in a brilliant purple.

The immense purple aura enveloped Zhou Xuan’s City God Temple.

With the support of the Taoist Ancestor’s aura, the cracks on the temple’s body were continuously being repaired, while the city moved towards Soul Shepherd City.

Soul Shepherd City was not willing to be outdone, and the winding Nether River Water rose immediately, flooding the entire city.

The Nether River was scorching everything, scorching Soul Shepherd City, and at the same time, scorching the City God Temple controlled by Zhou Xuan.

Inside the City God Temple, the voices of thousands of Daoists chanting the Taoist Scripture could be heard,

while inside Soul Shepherd City, countless Evil Ghosts were wailing.

At one moment, the Taoist chants of the City God Temple were stronger, at another, the wailing of the ghosts in Soul Shepherd City was louder,

the exchange of these two sounds fell into the hearts of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture, giving them a feeling—Zhou Xuan and Soul Shepherd City seemed evenly matched, locked in a bloody stalemate, exchanging advantages.

They couldn’t help but sweat for Zhou Xuan.

This was the scene Zhou Xuan wanted to see.

Only when all the people believed that he and Soul Shepherd City were fighting to the death, yet neither could harm the other, was it time for both sides to negotiate.

...

At this moment, with the combined force of the City God Temple and the Taoist Ancestor Mask, the Mother of Hundred Demons had already been subdued back into a sleeping state by Zhou Xuan.

But because the "City God Temple" was still needed for the show, he did not rush to retrieve it, and naturally, the Mother of Hundred Demons could not immediately enter the Secret Realm.

He first embarked on a Divine Soul Day Trip, going to the gatehouse under the Bell Tower.

In the gatehouse, the Turtle Mountain Taoist, and the five papermen he had dirtied, were on standby the whole time.

Besides them, Yun Ziliang, who had never shown himself, and "Mountain Ancestor" Li Changxun, were also waiting in this room.

Speaking of these five papermen, each had a role to play.

One played the Ghost Messenger, two played the parents of "Little Brother," and the other two played the neighbors of "Little Brother."

Now, the paperman Ghost Messenger had to be put to use.

"Old Turtle, this Ghost Messenger needs to take the stage."

"Great master, what do you want the Ghost Messenger to say?" Turtle Mountain Taoist rehearsed with Zhou Xuan in advance.

Zhou Xuan whispered intently in Turtle Mountain Taoist’s ear for a while.

Turtle Mountain Taoist immediately expressed his understanding, while Yun Ziliang said to Zhou Xuan, "Xuanzi, you’ve made such a big scene, don’t end up attracting the real Soul Shepherd City down here."

"Soul Shepherd City was not built by me, but a projection by Little Brain, it’s a playful act, entangling no causality."

Zhou Xuan said with a smile, "Lao Yun, Li Shanren, whether this paperman Ghost Messenger can act like a real Ghost Messenger is up to the two of you." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Don’t worry, the Dragon Seeking lineage is known for its paper talisman techniques, this paperman being released in midair is just a bigger paper talisman."

"Well then, you play your part and I’ll take the stage... it’s time for the big Ghost Messenger of Soul Shepherd City to take a stroll under the eyes of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he returned to Big Curtain Mountain on a Divine Soul Day Trip.

Meanwhile, Yun Ziliang, Li Changxun, led the paperman Ghost Messenger of the Turtle Mountain Taoist onto the Bell Tower.

"Two Daoists, you just have to release the paperman, as for the paperman talking and the like, leave it to me, when releasing the paperman, also ensure its stability, don’t let its internal organs get disordered."

"If those positions get messed up, this dirty paperman will not work."

Turtle Mountain Taoist repeatedly admonished, Yun Ziliang took all this to heart.

After he and Li Changxun ascended the Bell Tower, they stood on the left and right sides.

The always restless Li Chengfeng, seeing the two of them, immediately felt like he’d found a lifeline, asking, "Yun Heavenly Master, is tonight’s Soul Shepherd City really the handiwork of the great master?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? But the aura of that Soul Shepherd City is exactly like the real one, if there are hidden circumstances, please explain, we in Mingjiang Prefecture are no cowards, we will surely gather our strength..."

"Old Li, why do you keep nagging? I said it is, so it is, Soul Shepherd City is fake."

Yun Ziliang, a bit impatient, brushed past Li Chengfeng, lest he delayed the paperman’s release.

To the side, Li Changxun also laughed and said, "Li Chengfeng, I’ve only met the great master a few days ago, and I can see clearly—you folks in Mingjiang have quite a skillful master, what’s fake in his hands can become real.

How could the aura of this Soul Shepherd City, if it didn’t deceive you, showcase the great master’s brilliant skills?"

With that, he motioned for Li Chengfeng to make way.

"Alas."

Li Chengfeng sighed deeply but obediently stepped aside.

"The Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master borrows momentum, the mountain wind rises greatly."

Yun Ziliang lifted his hands, and the ten big dragon cloud patterns on his Daoist robe quivered lightly, and out of nowhere, a fierce wind arose on the Bell Tower, a wind force formidable enough to lift the roof off the Bell Tower.

"The gathering of wind and clouds all comes from Long Hu, the wind forms into Dragon Force, the clouds form into Tiger Force, all at my disposal."