The Netherworld.
A deathly silence and darkness.
This is the final resting place of the deceased, a place from which there is no escape.
Regardless of their cultivation level in the Primordial Wilderness Netherworld, they are all judged.
On the Yellow Springs Road, a group of souls are queuing up and walking forward.
"Damn Golden Lion! I am Daluo Golden Immortal, immortal and indestructible! Why am I in the Netherworld? I refuse to accept this!"
A phantom leopard-headed spirit in the crowd suddenly awoke, looked around, and then howled.
He was unwilling to accept his fate and was killed by his enemy. A wisp of his true spirit fell into the Netherworld, where he was about to Reincarnation.
The surrounding spirits had lifeless eyes, and even after being knocked away by the leopard-headed man, they continued walking forward.
Suddenly, two chains flew towards it, tightly binding its soul and body, tightening their grip.
"No noise."
A tall man dressed in dark clothes flew over, holding a soul chain in his left hand, glaring angrily.
Leopard Head tried to break free, but couldn't muster any strength.
"Once you're in the Underworld, everything resets. Trying to escape? You're asking for death!"
With a flick of his Shebishi wrapped the leopard's head into a ball and threw it into the distance. Shebishi then took a quick step forward and began punching its spirit repeatedly.
"Serves you right for being so talkative... Serves you right for not queuing properly... Serves you right for trying to escape..."
The leopard-headed spirit was almost shattered, almost blown to pieces.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! It's Shebishi Ancestral Witch! I didn't mean to run away."
"Hmph, I am now the King of Reincarnation, call me King of Reincarnation."
Shebishi raised his fist, his eyes wide, issuing a direct warning.
Leopard Head didn't dare to resist anymore; he was terrified after being beaten. "Lord King of Reincarnation, I'll go queue up right away!"
It stood up, quickly moved to the back of the line, and cautiously watched him, afraid that it might hit him again at any moment.
Shebishi straightened his robes, snorted coldly, "They really don't know the power of fists. Here, it's all the same. They still think they're in the Primordial Wilderness."
Then, he glanced at his clothes with disdain, "My little sister insisted we wear these clothes, they're absolutely hideous, they're not even as nice as my old animal costume."
Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the sky above the Netherworld.
"Huh? Where did that golden light come from?"
Shebishi looked towards the golden light, and after a moment, he realized something was wrong. "Is that the Buddha Light cultivated by those two bald monks from the West? That place is the Hall of the King of Hell, what are they doing here?"
Shebishi frowned and shouted at the ghost messenger beside him, "Keep a close watch on this place. If any spirits cause trouble again, suppress them immediately."
"Yes, Lord King of Reincarnation."
The two ghost messengers immediately bowed.
Afterwards, Shebishi put away the soul chain and flew towards the Hall of the King of Hell.
At this moment, eight Ancestral Witch had already gathered in the Hall of the King of Hell.
Except for Emperor Di Jiang of Great Emperor Fengdu, who is still in seclusion, the other eight Ancestral Witch are all here.
When the Netherworld was first established, the place where Reincarnation took place was called the Underworld.
Lin Tian set up the Ten Kings of Hell, Houtu made his elder brother the Great Emperor Fengdu. He himself was already the controller of the underground world and did not need to hold any position.
Therefore, the remaining ten brothers and sisters of the Ten Kings of Hell, except for Gong Gong King Bian Cheng and Dushi King of Gonggong and Zhu Rong who did not come, the other eight Ancestral Witch each served as Kings of Hell in one court.
"I thought it was those two bald monks, Jieyin and Zhunti, but I didn't expect them to be his disciples."
Xuan Ming looked at the people below with icy eyes and couldn't help but sneer.
What are the Western Teachings doing on our territory? Do they want to start a fight?
The newcomer was none other than Ksitigarbha, dressed in a monk's robe, with no hair on his head.
He clasped his hands together, a smile on his face, not taking the words of the Ancestral Witch to heart. "Esteemed seniors, I am Ksitigarbha, a disciple of the Western Teachings Sect. I have come here today specifically to pay my respects to you, my Ancestral Witch."
"Uh? Paying a visit to us?"
This statement left everyone present completely baffled, wondering what Ksitigarbha was Ksitigarbha to.
"Just say what you have to say, stop playing games! You're just like your master, so annoying to look at!"
Ju Mang didn't give Ksitigarbha a friendly look and directly asked him what he wanted to say.
"What good could he possibly want here? He must be up to something bad."
Qiangliang snorted coldly; his attitude towards the Western Teachings was extremely poor.
Those two bald monks from the West are just like that; what kind of disciples can they possibly produce?
Ksitigarbha remained calm and smiling, saying, "I understand that people have many misunderstandings about our Western Teachings. Our West is impoverished, and our two sages made great efforts to make it prosperous. This spirit is something we disciples should learn from."
"We have come here for the sake of these billions of souls. In their previous lives, most of them committed numerous evils in the Primordial Wilderness, and their souls are beyond redemption, falling into the Eighteen Levels of Hell to suffer the torment of Reincarnation forever. We cannot bear to see this, for all living beings suffer. Our Western Teachings has a method of deliverance that can free many souls from the torment of Reincarnation and also accumulate boundless merit."
As the saying goes, "The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore; lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."
"This measure could also reduce the pressure on the Underworld. What do you all think?"
These words enraged everyone present. This was utterly shameless! It was obvious that he wanted merit, yet he spoke so grandly and righteously. It was laughable!
"Go back to where you came from! This Netherworld is the territory of our Witch Clan, and we have no right to interfere with your Western Teachings!"
A figure flew in; it was Shebishi.
"You Western Teachings us all the benefits, so what are we, the Witch Clan, supposed to become? Let's go, let's go!"
Ksitigarbha smiled faintly, "My Ancestral Witch, do not be anxious. I, Ksitigarbha, Ksitigarbha here not for myself, but for all living beings. All people suffer, and I wish that they may be able to ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and be freed from the suffering of Reincarnation."
"I, Ksitigarbha, hereby swear: I will not become a Buddha until hell is emptied!"
These words caused a tremor throughout the Netherworld, and an invisible aura began to spread.
Just then, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth throughout the entire Netherworld, and the sky was covered with golden clouds—a strange phenomenon occurred.
"This is?"
Ksitigarbha there dumbfounded. Was this the sign of becoming a saint?
Who is it?
Is someone else going to become a saint?
A figure flew out from the depths of the Underworld and stopped in the sky above the Netherworld.
"Is that Big Brother? Big Brother has emerged from seclusion?"
"This strange phenomenon? Could it be that my elder brother is about to become a saint?"
Above them, in the void, Di Jiang, dressed in magnificent robes adorned with various figures, laughed heartily.
"I, Di Jiang, have attained the Dao today and become Earthly Dao Saint."
Ksitigarbha's pupils contracted. " Earthly Dao Saint? Is that the same as a Heavenly Dao Saint like Master and the others?"
The Golden Cloud of Merit in the sky were enormous; these were not Heavenly Dao Merit, but merits unique to the earthly realm.
At this moment, the merits gathered together, forming a golden pillar, and all the merits entered Di Jiang's body.
In a short while, all the merits were absorbed into Di Jiang's body.
Before long, Di Jiang opened his eyes, and a powerful saintly aura emanated from his body, sweeping across the entire Netherworld.
Some weakened souls were crushed, and the entire Netherworld was filled with ghostly wails.
"Is this what a saint is? He's incredibly powerful!"
Di Jiang withdrew his aura and appeared in front of Ksitigarbha in a flash.
"Brother, congratulations! You've attained the Dao and become Earthly Dao Saint."
"Big brother is truly amazing; he succeeded in such a short time."
Di Jiang chuckled, overjoyed, then noticed Ksitigarbha standing to the side, frowned, and asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"