Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sighed softly. His Pure World Golden Light, combined with the nature of the light within the Hunyuan Golden Dou and fused into the Buddha-light, was powerful, but it had its limits. It had also drained all the spiritual energy from his body. To have broken through the Sea of Blood Great Formation and destroyed several hundred weapons was already an impressive feat.
Seeing more than a hundred weapons hurtling toward him, he withdrew the Buddha-land behind him and reached down to pat Diting beneath him. Diting's form shifted, and in an instant, it appeared behind Demon King Asura. Diting swung the staff in its hand and smashed Demon King Asura down into the Blood Sea. Ignoring the roar behind him, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva turned into a streak of golden light and flew toward the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Demon King Asura poked his head out of the Blood Sea. Half his body was in ruins. Watching Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva flee, he said, "Do you think you can escape? My lord has already set up a great formation at the entrance to Hell. Hmph! You'll die without a burial place!"
The Eighteen Levels of Hell stood above the Netherworld Blood Sea. It had originally been a barrier to keep the Asura Clan of the Netherworld Blood Sea from reaching the Six Paths, but now it had become an accomplice of the Asura Clan. Yang Jian had used Great Magic Power to slaughter nearly all the rebellious Ghost Kings and Ghost Emperors, but he was helpless against Old Ancestor of the Blood Sea. His opponent was a Quasi-Saint; Yang Jian could have fought him at full strength, but now all he could do was keep him in check.
Old Ancestor of the Blood Sea regarded Yang Jian calmly. "If you surrender to