Xuanyuan of the Human Race, Here by the Holy Emperor's Command to Reinforce the Battle!

He could sense that the monk before him was far more dangerous than Medicine Master and Maitreya combined.

"You're Ksitigarbha, the one who swore he would not become a Buddha until Hell was empty?"

East Prince Gong looked at him coldly.

"Back when this old man roamed the Primordial Wilderness, you probably didn't even know where you were playing in the mud."

"What, you want to stop this old man too?"

Ksitigarbha King held one hand before his chest, his expression unchanged.

"You flatter me, fellow Daoist."

"This monk did not come here over personal grievances."

"Yang Jian split the mountain to save his mother, violating the heavenly rules and disrupting the order of the Three Realms."

"Our Western Teachings obey the Heavenly Emperor's command to assist the Heavenly Court in upholding the righteous path. This is in accordance with the will of Heaven."

"This matter concerns the workings of the Primordial Wilderness. It is not something you alone can sway."

"For the sake of all living beings, I ask that you withdraw."

Ksitigarbha King's words were lofty and impeccably righteous, without the slightest flaw to pick apart.

Had it been anyone else, they might have been somewhat wary.

But who was East Prince Gong?

He was a man who had died once, and the life he had now had been given to him by Niu Ben.

He recognized only Niu Ben and obeyed only Yang Jian's orders. Heavenly rules and Heaven's will were not even worth a fart in his eyes.

"Stop trying to crush this old man with all that grand reasoning!"

East Prince Gong sneered.

"The Heavenly Court's rules cannot reach over this old man's head."

"Nor can the Western Teachings stretch their hands into the East."

"I'll make this clear today: whoever dares block my young