Qin Fen felt that this world was so dark. No, the Heavenly Dao was so dark. The whole affair had become completely unrecognizable. He had no idea how it would end. Right now, he just wanted to cry. Opening a nightclub had caused such huge twists and turns—if he ever tried to do something big in the future, damn, it was simply unimaginable.
The Heart Demon could not imagine it either. What was going on? Why had nothing gone smoothly for him lately? The Heavenly Dao was supposed to be backing him. Why was there no sign of its protection at all?
With a bang, the Heart Demon crashed into the hard ground, his heart turning ice-cold. How was he supposed to get back now? Where did the road ahead even lead? What exactly was he meant to do? The Heart Demon was utterly lost. He specialized in testing Dao Hearts, examining the resolve of immortals, but what about this place? To hell with this. There was no need to test anyone here—they were all destined for Hell. "Sinful" was not enough to describe them.
They did not even need him to test them; they could be hauled straight off to the cremation line. Then what was the point of his existence? Whenever he thought of that, the Heart Demon had a terrifying suspicion: the Heavenly Dao wanted to destroy him.
The Heart Demon was going mad, and Ksitigarbha was about to go mad too. What the hell was this place? Every creature around him looked like a bad person, brimming with evil thoughts. Worse still, he could not communicate with them. Ksitigarbha's heart ached. What was going on?
What would happen if Tathagata could not find him?
What would happen? He would definitely be enraged. Spirit Mountain was utterly