Jieyin and Zhunti felt the most aggrieved. Neither had expected anything like this to happen.
Did this not mean that, from now on, they would have to distinguish good ghosts from bad before converting them?
If a ghost possessed the power of Yin Virtue, they could no longer strike at will.
To them, it was as though another set of shackles had been fastened around them.
The Buddhist Sect could no longer expand as recklessly as it did now.
Previously, when evil ghosts caused trouble, the Buddhist Sect would step forward to subdue them, naturally winning the favor of the Ten Thousand Races and making it easier to spread their faith.
But now everything was different. The Buddhist Sect could no longer act as it pleased.
The creatures of the Ten Thousand Races, however, cared nothing for such distinctions. In their eyes, any ghost that disrupted their lives was an evil ghost and had to be eliminated.
The Buddhist Sect was different. From now on, it would have to carefully distinguish between ghosts before converting them.
The more they thought about it, the angrier they became.
Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, then turned and left.
There was nothing they could do.
Things had already come to this.
King Yama smiled faintly. In truth, this measure was primarily aimed at the Buddhist Sect's excessive expansion of late. Without distinguishing good from bad, they had thrown every ghost into the Netherworld Office. Before long, it was overcrowded, its operations stalled, and the entire Netherworld Office descended into chaos.
The two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, cared only about their own affairs.
They naturally remained indifferent to everyone else's troubles. Under such circumstances, how could the Netherworld Office let the matter rest?
Thus, while the Heavenly Dao was completing its rules, they seized