Those words were like a sudden peal of thunder, exploding deep within Ksitigarbha's Primordial Spirit.
The Underworld... delivering departed souls... purifying sins...
These words seemed to contain some kind of magic, instantly stirring towering waves in his Dao heart, which had been as still as an ancient well.
He seemed to see, in that endless netherworld, billions upon billions of departed souls struggling in agony, sinking into sin.
An unprecedented sense of mission welled up from the bottom of his heart.
Yes.
This was my Dao!
Ksitigarbha's originally somewhat bewildered path of Dao suddenly opened wide at this moment.
He kowtowed heavily to Jieyin and Zhunti, and this bow came from the bottom of his heart.
"Disciple thanks Master for pointing out the path through the fog!"
"Disciple is willing to go!"
This was not merely for his master's command, but even more for the Dao in his heart.
Zhunti laughed loudly and helped Ksitigarbha to his feet.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"As expected of the disciple I value!"
"Go without worry."
"So long as you can deliver all the wronged souls of the Underworld, the magnitude of this merit will be enough for you to attain the supreme true fruition!"
When it came to painting a big flatbread of promises, Zhunti was a professional.
Although this flatbread was a little tough, for a young man with ideals and ambitions like Ksitigarbha, it was exactly to his taste.
"Disciple will certainly not fail the Sect Master's high hopes!"
Ksitigarbha bowed deeply once more.
With this bow, the fate of his countless Kalpas to come was set.
Jieyin also clapped his hands in praise, and on that sorrowful face of his, a few traces of genuine smile finally appeared.
"Good."
"Ksitigarbha, go back and make your preparations."
"Three days from now, we