Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva

Entering the Ghost Realm, this series of sights and experiences truly broadened Zhuge Xiang's and Flower Full Building's horizons. Following Ox-Head into the palace, they could see a man sitting squarely upon a high seat. He wore a set of purple-and-red imperial robes, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, giving one the feeling that even breathing was difficult. He gripped a wolf-hair brush, waving it unceasingly through the void, drawing with the vigor of iron hooks and silver strokes.

The wolf-hair brush wrote amidst the void, yet one could not see the slightest trace of characters. They could merely sense that strand after profound and abstruse power was emanating from the tip of this brush, spreading out to encompass the entire palace in the blink of an eye.

The man's expression was solemn. In appearance, he looked to be about twenty or thirty years of age, but upon a closer look, he seemed four or fifty instead, yet this peculiarity somehow failed to evoke the slightest strange feeling in anyone.

"I greet Your Excellency King Qin Guang," arriving before the throne, Ox-Head knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Mr. Zhuge has been brought here."

Following Ox-Head's words, the wolf-hair brush in King Qin Guang's hand came to a halt, then was placed aside on the desk before him. As King Qin Guang's brush stopped, the entire palace seemed to grow still. With a mere gesture or movement, he caused a whole realm and heaven and earth to shift accordingly. The elegance and bearing of the head of the Ghost Realm's Ten Kings of Hell, King Qin Guang, was fully displayed.

"Mr. Zhuge, greetings," having set aside the wolf-hair brush, King Qin Guang stood up, showing his respect for Zhuge Xiang.

Within the Immortal Realm, even the Jade