"This is my opportunity, and my tribulation!"
In the Netherworld Ghost Realm, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly rose from the ground, his refined, handsome face, tinged with holiness, utterly solemn.
When Heaven is about to entrust a man with a great responsibility, it must first torment his heart and will, toil his muscles and bones, starve his flesh, strip him of all possessions, and thwart his endeavors, so as to stir his heart, temper his endurance, and strengthen him where he is lacking!
Now, the Western Land's two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, had endured countless hardships, relying on supreme great opportunity and great perseverance to secure this unparalleled opportunity for their Western Land.
For the first time, their ever-feeble Western Land had a chance to rise to greatness.
This was an opportunity that came but once in a thousand years!
What was even more precious was that the two Sage patriarchs, Jieyin and Zhunti, had personally picked him, Ksitigarbha, out of the vast sea of people and bestowed this opportunity upon him without allowing any objections!
Was this not also a test that the two patriarchs, Jieyin and Zhunti, had set for him?
Yes. It had to be!
Otherwise, he had never had any grievances with the Witch Clan, so why would Kuafu treat him this way?
It made no sense!
There was far too much that was suspicious!
At this moment, Ksitigarbha even began to suspect that his two Western patriarchs had discussed all this with the Witch Clan's Twelve Ancestral Witches and deliberately arranged it to test the firmness of his Buddhist heart!
At that thought, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva suddenly felt as though the clouds and mist had parted to reveal a clear blue sky.
For an instant, he felt he had seen straight through Sages Jieyin and Zhunti's schemes.
No!