Ksitigarbha looked at Houtu in shock. He had never expected Houtu to accept him so readily. This was completely different from what he had imagined.
But Ksitigarbha had no time to think about any of that now. A powerful suction force rose from the newly established Eighteen Levels of Hell and dragged him directly into hell.
Only then did Ksitigarbha understand what he had meant by, "Until hell is empty, I shall not attain the Dao." In the Primordial World, aside from the Six Heavenly Dao Sages, who else could attain the Dao?
Put bluntly, it had merely been empty talk. But after Houtu's move, it was no longer just empty talk. It was tantamount to directly imprisoning him within the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
And that was not all. The Western Two Sages could clearly sense that the karmic connection between the Western Sect and Ksitigarbha had actually been severed by the power of reincarnation.
In other words, there was now only Ksitigarbha King of the Nine Netherworld, and no longer a Ksitigarbha of the Western Sect. Even if Ksitigarbha's heart remained with the Western Sect, he could no longer steal any Karmic Fortune for the Western Sect from the Nine Netherworld.
This made the Western Two Sages hate bitterly in their hearts, but they could only swallow bitter herbs in silence, unable to voice their suffering. Could they possibly step forward and ask Houtu why she would not let them steal the Nine Netherworld's Karmic Fortune?
At this sight, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches all wore smiles. Yet Lu Xuan's expression was incomparably grave. The true struggle for Karmic Fortune was about to begin.
Lu Xuan looked at the Other Shore Flower in his hand, then finally tossed it directly onto the bank of the River of