"What an impressive Qingming Buddha, could it be that Minghe was suppressed by him?"
Riding the Truth Listening Spirit Beast, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was gazing from the Eighteen Layers of Hell at the battle between Ye Xuan and Minghe. When he saw Minghe Ancestor being beaten back continuously by Ye Xuan, a voice of shock echoed in his mouth.
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On the Naihe Bridge!
Meng Po, holding an ancient mottled bowl, was scooping Meng Po Soup to send the deceased souls for reincarnation. Her pale and withered hair obscured her face, but the gaze from beneath it seemed to be staring at Ye Xuan fighting against Minghe Ancestor.
"Why would such a person appear in this world?" Meng Po muttered hoarsely to herself, shaking her head slowly.
"Surpassing a Quasi-Saint, yet not a Saint, existing between a Saint and a Quasi-Saint, could his appearance be my calamity this time?" Meng Po whispered hoarsely, a sigh escaped her lips as she continued sending the souls on Naihe Bridge to be reborn.
