Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 103 - 99: Nuomian’s Trump Card_2

Chapter 103: Chapter 99: Nuomian’s Trump Card_2

And yet, they, the siblings, were toyed with by a Nuomian!

"Bang!"

A red streak burst forth,

Within the Silent Hall, a crisp snapping sound followed,

The forehead of the blackened Nuomian was pierced through, creating a hole the size of a finger!

Just moments ago, the oldest ancestor who had been aloof and proud, now plummeted from midair and crashed to the ground.

Following the hole in the forehead, web-like cracks swiftly spread across the face of the Nuomian ancestor.

"Clack!"

Then, with the sound of shattering glass, the Nuomian ancestor shattered to pieces.

"Today, my brother must perform the Nuodance and ascend the mountain, anyone who disagrees will face my ruthless Red Silks, and the faces of you ancestors will exist no more."

Inside the Silence Hall, silence fell for a moment.

The remaining 26 ancestral Nuomian masks were struck dumb by Zhou Lingyi’s imposing aura.

But they quickly recovered, each revealing a malevolent look.

"Defying the heavenly constellations!"

"Zhou Lingyi, you dare to destroy an ancestor’s Nuomian, insubordinate! Rebellious!"

"Last time, you used the red thread to hold us back, we spared you because you are the last legitimate bloodline of the Zhou Family, not taking issue with you. Now you dare to defy the ancestors."

"All ancestors, devour Zhou Lingyi’s Sukuna Power, make her sober up and recognize where her Incense Fire Level comes from!"

All the Nuomian masks shone with an ominous blood light, they surrounded Zhou Lingyi tightly, chanting under their breath.

As the Spell was chanted,

Around Zhou Lingyi, a thick light-blue aura rose.

The aura split into many strands, burrowing into the mouths of the 26 Nuomian masks.

This light-blue aura was the Sukuna Power within the bodies of the Zhou Family.

The Zhou Family are descendants of the Nuo God; each progeny possesses the Nuo God’s power within.

Different talents lead to variations in the power’s density and potency.

Zhou Xuan’s Sukuna Power is naturally weak, but the concentration of Zhou Lingyi’s Sukuna Power has been remarkably strong since birth, astonishing even their grandfather.

With such potent power, even without practicing grand Nuorites, advancing rapidly in any other Tangkou is as swift as the passing day.

This is why Zhou Lingyi, at such a young age, could become a You Shen in the Old Hall.

But,

The ancestral Nuomian masks, in their lifetimes, had all entered the Sukuna Secret Realm and practiced the great Nuorites; they possessed the ability to manipulate Sukuna Power.

If the descendants of the Zhou Family’s Troupe were disobedient, they could take away the Sukuna Power within them.

Without this power, no matter which Tangkou the descendants practiced, no matter how high their cultivation or Incense Fire Level, it would quickly fall, or even worse, their Incense could be severed completely!

Should the Incense be extinguished, as in the case of Yuan Buyu, it could be rekindled from the ashes.

However, if the Incense is severed, it means becoming a cripple.

This is the reason why the ancestral Nuomian masks could arrogantly wield their power within the Zhou Family’s Troupe, arbitrarily appointing the Class Leader to their own liking!

Disobey, and we shall devour your Sukuna Power, turning you into nothing but a cripple!

They had asserted dominance in the Zhou Family’s Troupe for a thousand years.

But today, Zhou Lingyi could no longer tolerate it,

She couldn’t swallow this indignity,

Not just for her brother’s Nuoplay, but for the humiliations she had endured over the years!

The power of the Nuo God was being rapidly drawn out; Zhou Lingyi felt her body becoming swiftly hollowed, yet she stood straight. She was staking her own incense – betting on subduing the Ancestral Spirits just once!

Even if just once!

With her own incense, she challenged the authority of the Ancestors that had stood for a millennium!

She knew well – a fall in the Incense Fire Level would appear quickly, but to break the incense would take two to three days to manifest, not immediately upon the extraction of the Sukuna Power.

Even if her Incense Fire Level fell one or two levels due to the drawing out of the Sukuna Power, she was still Zhou Lingyi, posing a significant threat to the ancestral Nuomian!

She was determined to push the Ancestor to agree to the You Shen ceremony!

One promise, and she would release all her pent-up resentment.

"Ancestors, agree to the You Shen and I will stand down; if not, I will risk my entire incense, even if it means we all go down together."

Her brother, trapped within the Divine Revelation Secret Realm, Zhou Xuan perceived it; he felt his sister’s power waning.

Her harsh words with the twenty-six Nuomian echoed clearly within his Divine Revelation Secret Realm.

"Fuse, fuse! Fuse spirit with flesh, quicker, even quicker."

Zhou Xuan was anxious; he wanted to awaken quickly to aid his sister,

Are these broken masks worth anything?

If I come back to life, I will burn you all to ashes!

But the spiritual incarnation within the Secret Realm was assisting Zhou Xuan in reconstructing his spirit and flesh according to its Order, not subject to the whims of Zhou Xuan’s conscious will.

Zhou Lingyi’s power of the Nuo God continued to be drawn out, yet she showed no signs of yielding, her merciless threads already beginning to fall – this would be her third true display of power this year, and the final chance for the Night Patrol Deity to act.

"Agree to the You Shen and ascend the mountain, and Lingyi will stand down."

The Nuomian gave no response,

Just as Zhou Lingyi was resolute in taking action, prepared to fight to the death with the ancestral Nuomian, the door opened.

A gavel smashed a pink Nuomian to smithereens.

Yuan Buyu walked in grandly with his folded fan waving.

The Seven Incense Sticks Divine People, emanating immense aura.

"Today is a fortunate day for my disciple to ascend to the mountain! Whoever crosses my disciple, I make sure they suffer."

After Yuan Buyu spoke, he pointed a finger at the gavel.

The gavel flew back naturally, coming to rest in his right hand.

With Yuan Buyu’s gavel in play, the Nuomian dared not be overly arrogant anymore, and the process of consuming Zhou Lingyi’s Sukuna Power also paused.

Zhou Lingyi had not retracted the red threads, speaking, "Proceed with the You Shen and ascend the mountain, wait for my brother’s dispatch. If you want my Sukuna Power, take it! Zhou Family’s Troupe will wither away with these ancestral spirits of yours, I might as well abandon this mess!

But if you refuse to give consent, insisting on ruining my brother’s good day today, then I, Zhou Lingyi, will fight you to the death!"

"Do you hear that? You old fossils, stop spouting nonsense. Climb onto my disciple’s coffin yourselves; it’s not like we didn’t agree on a Nuodai Mingxi to accommodate the face of the Zhou family. If you don’t, I’ll shatter each and every one of you!"

Yuan Buyu pointed towards the door,

The scales of victory tilted towards Zhou Lingyi. With Yuan Buyu’s involvement, the Nuomian’s intimidation disappeared.

Those who had been powerful for too long took authority as the foremost, and everything else, including family and blood, was secondary.

The Nuomian, suspended above the coffin, knew this. Every word they said fell into Zhou Xuan’s ears...