"Ancient Buddha?"
Ksitigarbha's eyes flickered upon hearing this, but he did not dwell on it. He did not place much importance on Buddhahood; otherwise, why would he have made the great vow in his previous life that he would not become a Buddha until hell was empty?
The six golden arms behind him swung out golden discs one after another, sending them crashing into the Six Paths Treasure Bead. In an instant, golden light illuminated the world, turning the dark, murky underworld as bright as day.
The Nine Netherworld Qi dispersed beneath the light. The black figure raised an arm to shield his face and roared, "Who exactly are you? What is your connection to the Ancient Buddha?"
His voice rang throughout the entire underworld, filled with fury and shock.
Countless ghosts in the underworld cried out in alarm.
"What was that sound?"
"Did it come from the Nine Nether Land? Can you feel it? The ground is shaking!"
"Ancient Buddha? Isn't that something from legend?"
"There's a battle in the Nine Nether Land!"
"Haven't you heard? Yellow Springs Palace is attacking the Nine Nether Land."
Every region of the underworld erupted into uproar. Ghosts and underworld soldiers alike were wondering who had made that voice just now.
Little did they know that the Nine Nether Underworld Emperor had already fallen.
Whoosh—
Qin Jun leaped out of the rolling dust and landed atop a massive boulder dozens of meters long. Looking at the golden light on the horizon, his eyes lit up. Was Ksitigarbha about to turn the tables?
Qiongqi roared. Ksitigarbha stood cold-faced like a deity, staring at the black figure being scorched by the golden light as he shouted, "My name is Ksitigarbha!"
He did not lower his voice either. His thunderous words spread throughout the underworld.
Ksitigarbha?