"Later, the Netherworld Lord had an idea, using his own Divine Country as a burial ground Yin Soil to accommodate all the ghosts. This was around... three thousand eons ago?!"
Hel suddenly stood up and said, "Could this matter be related to Mu Shitian? But what did he take without telling?!"
Ji Jingqiu no longer paid attention, as the ocean-like ghosts were already sweeping towards him; dense and horrifying, beyond human capability.
He chose to sit cross-legged, summoned the Bodhi Tree, and upheld a Pure Land, attempting to suppress and transform the souls through it.
Meanwhile, he was also communicating with the Protecting Gods behind him, wanting to know why they suddenly emerged from the Inner Realm.
As he sat down, the Protecting Gods also sat cross-legged, formed hand seals, remained immovable, closed their eyes, and recited scriptures.
