"Upon the Supreme's command, hunt down the wicked spirits—golden sword, golden armor, protect my divine form."

The Music Master felt his essence sublime endlessly, his incense-fire returning to its unadorned purity. Baptized by the blood rain, the "Dao" within his incense became increasingly vivid.

Involuntarily, he began reciting the foundational Divine Spell of the Bone Elder Association's Suffering Faction—the Protective Divine Spell.

This particular Divine Spell could significantly enhance the Bone Elder's "Blood and Flesh Rebirth" ability.

As for the Music Master, within this Divine Spell, he found enlightenment in "Dao."

Unlike the "Dao and Blood" of the Bone Elder Association, the incense of Peng Sheng's Tree Clan embodied only one element: "Spirit."

In Jing Country's Incense Fire Divine Dao, there were four components—Blood, Flesh, Spirit, and Dao. The element of "Spirit" originated from the Witch God in ancient times.

The Tree Clan was the oldest lineage, preserving the ancient bloodline of the Witch Clan for over two millennia.

Within the clan, they retained the oldest witch rituals of blood sacrifice. Ancient, shadowy ceremonies like the "Heavenly God Sacrifice," drenched in blood and mystery, bore witness to this legacy.

Similarly baptized by the blood from Zhou Xuan's heart, Peng Sheng did not hear the echoes of a Taoist painstakingly reciting the "Taoist Scripture."

He witnessed countless ancient Witch Clan people, performing strange and haunting dances, their mouths emitting sounds akin to those of Evil Ghosts and feral beasts.

Following their movements, Peng Sheng's hands and feet unconsciously began mimicking the Ancient Witch Dance, rhythmically leaping and swaying.

"Spirit... The Witch is the spirit of heaven and earth. With tattoos, I depict the dance of heaven and earth's spirits."

Peng Sheng instinctively wielded the Bone Needle, artistically inscribing the tattoos of the Ancient Witch Dance into the fabric of the world.

His incense-fire too began condensing.

The process of Divine Pointing and Divine Decree was, at its core, the condensation of incense-fire.

To Peng Sheng and the Music Master, this process seemed to span tens of thousands of years. The sun rose and fell, mountains and rivers shifted—who knew how many epochs had passed?

Yet to Zhou Xuan, the process was but a mere blink of an eye.

Under the embrace of the Protective Divine Spell, a golden leaf took shape and pierced into the Music Master's body.

The tattoos of the Ancient Witch Dance transformed into a golden branch that embedded itself into Peng Sheng's spine,

signifying the successful completion of the Divine Pointing journey for both of them.

"This blessing from the 'Master,' I, Peng Sheng, dare not misuse. From now on, I will only use this blessing to follow the direction of the Supreme Will."

"Oh, Supreme Will, I will forever remain your loyal follower, accepting your guidance."

The Music Master once again bowed and prostrated himself before Zhou Xuan.

But Zhou Xuan, seemingly overexerted, let his eyelids droop and appeared to drift into a slumber.

As he fell into deep sleep, the Mirror World sealed itself shut.

The three Kongming Mirrors in the Jingyi Shop simultaneously lost their luster and vanished from sight.

Zhou Xuan, the Music Master, and Peng Sheng all returned to the real world.

"The Divine Pointing and Divine Decree in the Mirror World are complete, but whether, as the God of Suffering claimed, the decrees completed within the Mirror World take effect in the real world as well—this still needs verification."

Zhou Xuan opened his eyes and spoke to Peng Sheng and the Music Master.

Yun Ziliang, standing to the side, interjected, "If Divine Status is conferred, it would signify reaching the Heavenly Vault God Level.

Those at the God Level wield Divine Power, capable of moving mountains, controlling water, summoning rain, and stirring winds. To verify whether Mr. Peng and the Music Master succeeded in the real world, simply try shifting a mountain or manipulating water."

The Music Master nodded, closed his eyes, and said, "After the Mingjiang Floods subsided, most of the water receded, but many depressions and sky pits in the Mingxi District remain filled. Peng brother, let us manipulate the water to drain these depressions and sky pits into the rushing Mingjiang river..."

"Agreed. In those depressions and sky pits lie the submerged corpses of many Mingjiang residents. Allowing those bodies to see the light of day and be laid to rest is truly a noble deed."

As Peng Sheng spoke, he too closed his eyes.

Both men, through their meditation and united resolve, released strange forces from within their bodies.

Golden halos enveloped the two of them, and their shared aspiration led them to grasp each other's right hands tightly.

As their clasped hands united, a grand spectacle emerged over Mingjiang Prefecture.

...

In the Yunlan Sky Pit of the Mingxi District, dozens of Watermen were collectively protesting against the overseers sent by the prefectural office.

"We can't go back down into that sky pit. Its terrain is far too treacherous. In the past few days, out of two hundred Watermen who entered, only a handful of us survived."

"Exactly! No amount of money is worth it. Earning a living shouldn't cost you your life."

"Gentlemen, before coming here, you all signed a life-and-death agreement. It was clearly stated that you were to retrieve every dead body. Backing out now makes it very hard for us to report back to the prefectural office."

"We're not doing it anymore! Whoever wants to do it can do it themselves. I came here to earn enough money to marry someone. Now, three of my brothers have already lost their lives in the pit—I can't go back down there.

We need to preserve the last incense for our family, don't we?"

While the Watermen protested and stood firm, and the overseers tried to persuade them to return, a tremendous vortex began spiraling within the vast sky pit.

The moment the whirlpool formed, it thundered violently. Before the eyes of dozens of Watermen and five overseers, the tens of thousands of cubic meters of water in the sky pit transformed into a Water Dragon, roaring as it ascended into the sky.

"The pit water has turned into a dragon!"

The Watermen stared in awe as they watched dozens more Water Dragons rise from the ground in the Mingxi District, converging above Mingjiang before cascading down into its waters.

With the water drained from the Yunlan Sky Pit, the corpses, once submerged, now lay silently at its bottom.

"Surely, it was the Heavenly God's Fire, moved by our plight, that displayed divine might and lent us a miraculous hand."

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