Chapter 988: The Nine Gods Are Present in the Dark

In the church, an Eastern-style round table was placed in the worship hall.

Beneath the Holy Trinity, Amon, who had transformed into the great lawyer Drummond, sat at the head of the round table.

His hands were spread out on the round table, with a triangular holy lamp pendant in his left palm and the "Bible of the Trinity" pressed under his right hand.

A raven stood on the black goat-skin-covered "Bible of the Trinity," tilting its head and staring at everyone with bean-sized eyes.

To his left sat a young Western woman with black hair and blue eyes like a clear lake.

Zhang Sanzhi sat below him, still supporting the pipe, but the pipe was empty and not lit.

Below him was a man with a thin mustache, slanted eyes, and a gloomy face.

Below him was the down-and-out old Daoist Daoist Tongshen, who was holding a fortune-telling banner.

Beside Daoist Daoist Tongshen was the Shaman Sect leader, who had escaped and disappeared, looking like a big monkey.

Sarah, who had stumbled in, looked to her left, but her expression was extremely solemn.

Menor, the Cardinal of the Original Sin Sect, was sitting there, his seven arms spread out like wings behind him, carrying a transcendent divinity.

Below Menor was Gadioli, who had changed into a Cardinal's red robe.

Although he wore the robe of a Cardinal, there was no holiness on his face; instead, he looked at the people around him with interest.

Xilin sat below him, wearing a white doctor's robe, representing Miskatonic University.

Xilin's expression was slightly dazed, looking at Menor and Gadioli sitting together, as if she had seen a ghost.

Opposite her was a kind-faced Daoist, smiling, holding a bronze goblet, who was the Palace Ou Yezi of the Tianhou Palace, Daoist Niwan, and beside him was a black-faced monk with nine ring scars, who was the abbot of the Tidal Sound Temple at the port.

Beside these two was a person standing with his back to the crowd, staring at the silver lamp lit on the altar. His face was handsome, even carrying a trace of inhuman strangeness.

It was the Nascent Soul Heavenly Demon of the Black Tai Sui Alliance—Lord Chi Fen Ruo!

Twelve people sat down in order around the round table.

Drummond looked at the gloomy-faced man and introduced him to everyone: "Gentlemen, this is the leader of the Tianli Sect, one of the three religions of the north, Zhao Tianli. He is also a Martial Saint who has taken the sixth step, rarely seen in the present world."

Zhao Tianli swept his eyes over this group of monsters and ghosts and said indifferently: "I didn't come here to make friends, and I have no interest in making friends with such a group of stinking fish and rotten shrimp. I came here for only one purpose—the 'Xuan Lord Seven Chapters Secret Scripture'!"

Drummond smiled: "Sect Ou Yezi Zhao, according to the agreement, after killing the Xuanzhen Sect Ou Yezi, this item will naturally belong to you."

Daoist Daoist Tongshen's face twitched slightly when he heard this. He swept his eyes over everyone present and felt for the first time that he might have come to the wrong place.

Kill the Xuanzhen Sect Ou Yezi?

Did they know who the Xuanzhen Sect Ou Yezi was?

Lord Chi Fen Ruo raised his head slightly and nodded at Daoist Daoist Tongshen, which gave the old Daoist some comfort.

Drummond pressed the hands of the two people on his left and right and smiled: "According to our customs, we need to pray before meals. Those who believe in the Holy Father, please pray with me. The rest, please feel free."

After saying that, he lowered his head.

The Westerners on the right lowered their heads one after another, even Menor of the Original Sin Church and Xilin and Sarah of Miskatonic University did the same.

On the left, only three people lowered their heads.

Daoist Niwan of the Tianhou Palace pinched the Yu Sansheng Secret Formula, and Abbot Fubo of the Tidal Sound Temple also put his hands together. The other person who respected the Bright Venerable was the one Daoist Daoist Tongshen least expected.

Lord Chi Fen Ruo pointed his three fingers to the sky and closed his eyes to pray silently.

Drummond's voice echoed in the church—

The twelve people had different expressions!

"Our Father who art in heaven!"

"Hallowed be thy name..."

"Thy kingdom come"

"Thy will be done on earth"

"As it is in heaven"

In the Luomiao, eight deacons sat on the left and right, three on the left and four on the right, sitting on both sides of Qian Chen.

It was a long table common in the West, placed in front of the altar of the Yu Sansheng Venerables of Creation in the Luomiao. Qian Chen sat in the center. After the other seven people, including Wen Caixia, who had transformed into a raven and stood on Qian Chen's left hand, were lined up, there were Du Xiaoling, Dou Dabiebao, and Cui Buer, totaling twelve people sitting at the long table.

"Poor people open markets, rich people open altars, the Great Dharma Assembly of the Three Religions and Nine Streams. Fighting and killing, dueling, black and white are hard to judge, ghost lawsuits."

Zhang Sanzhi said faintly: "I'm not afraid of you all laughing at me, but my Green Skin Gang's two duels have lost our ancestors! A Great Dharma Assembly by the canal, the White Lotus Sect also came to join in the fun, but they subdued the rickshaw gang, fighting gang, and Cao Gang of our Zhigu. If it weren't for the sake of the ancestors, even if I had to give up these remaining three fingers, I would rather lose to him than use the lives of my brothers as a bet!"

"But this Xuanzhen Sect is not here with good intentions, and it's not just the Jianghu business of our Green Skin Gang. Martial Arts Gang, Rickshaw Gang, Medicine Gang, Cao Gang, and you Westerners."

"Every line eats its own food. This time, the Xuanzhen Sect wants to eat us all!"

"So, I invited you all to fight this lawsuit!"

The abbot of the Tianhou Palace, wearing a purple Dharma robe, flicked his whisk and smiled: "Fighting lawsuits is not our business as people outside the world. The Heavenly Tianhou Niangniang examines the Yang by day and the Yin by night, praying for fortune and seeking peace. The gates of the Tianhou Palace are naturally open for everyone to enter and exit. But if you want to file a complaint in the underworld and fight a ghost lawsuit, you don't take this door!"

Zhang Sanzhi nodded: "I have already invited the most powerful Yin-walker in Zhigu, and he will definitely deliver the complaint to the Heavenly Tianhou Niangniang..."

Daoist Niwan sighed slightly and shook his head: "The time is wrong!"

"Going to the Tianhou Palace to file a complaint in the underworld, this matter is not managed by this old Daoist, so only when the moon is in the middle of the sky, walking the Yin road from the shadow of the Tianhou Palace gate, can you see the Tianhou Niangniang who has transformed into a Heavenly Ghost Mother. But now winter solstice is coming! The Yin road of the Tianhou Palace has cast its shadow into the Sanchahe, you have to take that road!"

Zhang Sanzhi's face changed drastically, and he suddenly looked up: "The Yin road at the Sanchahe mouth?"

"Walking the Yin is an evil thing. Even if you have truly invited that old Ou Yezi Wang! He can go down the river, but I'm afraid he won't be able to float up!" Daoist Niwan looked compassionate.

Abbot Fubo also shook his head: "The Holy Mother Heavenly Tianhou Niangniang has great compassion, but also great danger. The treasure buried at the Sanchahe mouth has been there for hundreds of years. Even passing gods and immortals dare not spy on it. On the winter solstice, the Yin is prosperous and the Yang is hidden, which is the most evil time for the Holy Mother's Yin body, Heavenly Ghost Mother. Donor Zhang, I advise you to think twice!"

Zhang Sanzhi was silent for a long time before gritting his teeth: "My Green Skin Gang has an ancestor buried at the Sanchahe mouth. Ou Yezi Wang has been walking the Yin for decades, blessed by the family's white lantern, human skin clothes, and soul-startling gong, plus the eldest master of the Wang family is enshrined in the Mud Doll Temple. If there are two masters to help, there should be a seventy percent chance of success!"

Daoist Niwan frowned: "Confused! The mud doll cannot go into the water, the eldest master of the Wang family cannot protect him!"

Abbot Fubo just sighed: "How dangerous this is, Ou Yezi Wang has been walking the Yin for decades, how could he not know? Zhang Sanzhi, how did you persuade him? Let him not even want his life, and go all out for once?"

Zhang Sanzhi pondered for a moment, then said: "The Wang family's Yin-walking committed too many taboos and had no descendants. I found a distant nephew of his in Hebei, kowtowed to him three times and bowed nine times, and continued the incense!"

He raised his head: "Ou Yezi Wang found a kiln and wanted to invite the eldest master back to burn into life porcelain!"

Daoist Niwan's expression finally became solemn: "The mud doll creates humans, so this mud doll is naturally hidden in the earth, with long-lasting qi and blood and flesh, so it can block disasters and replace calamities. It is alive! Once it is burned into porcelain, it cannot be touched, it becomes a dead thing! It becomes a ghost god! Although it is not afraid of water! But the mud doll becomes a porcelain ghost, the red thread becomes a black thread, and what connects them is no longer the umbilical cord of the same mother!"

"But the ink thread that binds the zombie!"

Zhang Sanzhi's expression was cold: "Eighteen brothers of our Green Skin Gang have all kowtowed to the old master, wanting to break the basin and beat the banner, raising him in life and sending him in death. In the future, the eldest brother of the Wang family will be the new leader of our Green Skin Gang. The eighteen brothers beside him are born of the same mother, living and dying together. Even if he wants to kill me, they will have no complaints!"

Daoist Niwan just shook his head and sighed.

Drummond tied the ink thread to the mud doll beside his right hand, then looked at the next object beside him, a withered ghost-faced moth.

Zhang Sanzhi took a deep breath of his pipe, exhaled a thick cloud of smoke from the empty pipe, and said slowly: "I spent a lot of money to invite two great masters from the north and south. The Nine Nether General of the Northern School will lead a thousand thieves to dig up the three great ghost graves in the old graveyard—the Eunuch Grave, the Imperial Concubine Grave, and the Old King's Tomb—on the winter solstice, and will definitely find the traces of the Black Moth Mother!"

"And the Four-Eyed Daoist of the Maoshan Southern School will personally go to the Bone-Burial Tower to break the hell for ten thousand souls!"

"The leaders of the Wei and Lu gangs have already invited out the Dragon Ticket!"

"Behind the Dragon Ticket passed down by the Cao Gang for hundreds of years is the Nine Dragon Secret Map depicting the secret treasures of the Jiuhe source of Zhigu. They will lead the Cao Gang disciples to personally open the ancient Yu river channel and meet the Nine River Dragon King!"

The Tianli Sect leader's face changed slightly, and he raised his eyes: "Ancient Yu river channel? I didn't expect the Cao Gang to hide such a great secret!"

"No wonder..."

Zhao Tianli smiled low: "In the past, when the Hu people were in power, it was rumored that a shocking monster appeared in the Yellow River, setting off a boundless blood rain and destroying that dynasty. My Tianli Sect worked hard for decades to destroy that Qian Dynasty, but discovered that when the Tianhou Palace was established, the Sanchahe mouth sank treasures, and the Jiuhe of Zhigu cut off their flow, it was exactly when the aftermath of the Yellow River monster had not yet subsided. This Nine River Dragon King, I'm afraid..."

Drummond put down the small stone-carved doll, picked up a long black feather of a raven.

"The gaze of the Crow God will descend as scheduled..."

Drummond held the long feather and swept it over the raven beside him.

The Demon God Ramo let out a harsh cry. Sarah listened to the names of various strange gods. These secrets could all be transformed into elements of magic, or even sources of power.

Although she didn't know what these strange gods, which had never been heard of in the Eastern Continent, represented, the bloodline of Solomon made her subconsciously remember them firmly.

The raven's harsh cry startled her.

But she saw Gadioli stand up and smile: "In the name of the Cardinal of the Far East Church, the gaze of my Lord will surely descend when the time comes!"

Sarah felt terrified in her heart.

The Holy Church, which was the most arrogant, had no gods in its eyes, and demoted all strange gods to demons, actually listed the "Lord" alongside those obscure and insignificant strange gods.

In fact, the Cardinal heard the names of those strange gods and didn't angrily smash the symbols of the gods, which already surprised her very much.

Now—could it be that these strange "gods" that had never been heard of were actually strange gods that even the Holy Church feared?

"The Yin-Yang Dao Lord will surely arrive as scheduled!"

Daoist Niwan's expression was strange, and he added: "You don't need to invite Him, He will surely come personally, and no matter what you do, He will be happy to see it!"

Zhang Sanzhi tapped his pipe: "The Mirror Lord is the most indifferent, and there are very few traces of his descent into the world! But I happen to know that someone brought a supreme treasure from the Return to Ruins of the foreign ocean, which is a fragment of the Taiyin Silver Mirror, an incarnation of the Mirror Lord. This person hid this secret for decades, and even didn't hesitate to pretend to be crazy and stupid, but unfortunately, someone has been watching him for decades..."

The Shaman Sect leader said in a deep voice: "Treasure-seekers have their own experts."

"Now it seems that Dou Dabiebao, who was famous for a while in the past, is indeed better. My master spent his whole life seeking treasures outside the pass and died on the dragon vein of the Great Qian. It is worthy of his status. It is true that he did not obtain such heavenly spirits as Dou Dabiebao did."

A flash of ruthlessness flashed in the Shaman Sect leader's eyes.

"The Taiyin Silver Mirror should be that big green donkey that never leaves Dou Dabiebao's side. The evil method of creating beasts can actually be used to hide treasures like this, which is also a wonder."

Gadioli stood up.

"The evil god corpse we found from the foreign ocean is parked on the largest freighter at the port. The sea area where we found it is exactly what you call—the Bottomless Return to Ruins!"

At this time, Lord Chi Fen Ruo finally spoke.

"As for the reality in the deepest part of destruction, the boundless darkness, leave it to me!"

At this time, beside Drummond's hand, the mud doll tied with black thread, the withered ghost-faced moth, the Bodhisattva carved from white bone, the stone-carved doll, the black feather, the holy triangular silver lamp pendant, the copper ring of the snake biting its tail, the fragment of the crystal silver mirror, and a piece of black velvet as smooth as the night.

These nine things were piled up in a small heap on the black cover of the "Bible of the Trinity" beside Drummond's hand...

Daoist Daoist Tongshen looked around, feeling a more lofty and mysterious thing from the tone of these people.

Behind the gods they mentioned, it seemed that a high and mighty gaze was projecting over.

At this moment, he finally realized, understanding the true plot of Lord Chi Fen Ruo and even the Westerner who seemed to be an important plot character.

"They want to... capture a Creator God, hunt... a Dao Lord!"

"The Heavenly Tianhou Niangniang, the Bone Bodhisattva, the Black Moth Mother, the Nine River Dragon King... these, I'm afraid, are all Dao Lords who opened up the world together with that Dao Lord Xuanwei, the revival ancestor of the Louguan Dao, Qian Chen!"

"And all of this is a layout by these Dao Lords, intentionally or unintentionally, to hunt Dao Lord Xuanwei!"

"The foundation of the Black Tai Sui Alliance in this world is far beyond my imagination. The twelve Dao Lords joined hands to open up the world, I'm afraid it was just for the Dao seeds produced by this world! And the twelve Dao Lords have their own calculations, and it is hard to distinguish between friends and enemies."

"That Dao Lord Qian Chen relies on spiritual treasures to attain the Dao, and his foundation is I'm afraid the shallowest among the twelve Dao Lords, so someone has set their sights on his Dao fruit, set their sights on his special status in this world."

"Dao Lord Qian Chen is the Bright Venerable, one of the Three Venerables of Creation!"

"And in the Western Continent, the position of the Bright Venerable has been usurped by the Savior."

"Behind this is the hunting of the Bright Venerable by other Dao Lords..."

"And the Black Tai Sui Alliance has figured out the identities of those Dao Lords who want to hunt the Bright Venerable from behind, so they are using this to lay out the layout, actively becoming the pawns of the Dao Lords!"

"No one can kill a Dao Lord in a world opened up by a Dao Lord, even if it is just a strand of will, even if it is a reincarnation, and I had karma with that Dao Lord Qian Chen before he attained the Dao, so I am that 'knife'!"

"Next, under the gaze of nine Dao Lords, a Dao Lord will be murdered with this special knife of mine!"

"But... what if the Dao Lord doesn't take action? They should have oaths and alliances, and they cannot take action against each other, but what kind of means is needed to kill a Dao Lord?"

Daoist Daoist Tongshen could not imagine.

He only felt that he was unable to control himself, falling into a huge vortex.

The gaze from outside the heavens came coldly, treating all living beings in this world as ants, as pawns! ===== CHAPTER 989 =====

He only felt that he was unable to control himself, trapped within a massive vortex.

The gaze from beyond the heavens descended coldly, viewing the sentient beings of this realm as ants, as chess pieces!