"Homage to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"
With the Pei Family's child's cry upon birth, a beam of golden light shot straight into the heavens. The originally pitch-black clouds were torn open by a gash, as the blinding sunlight fell like a river of stars.
The city lord of the dead, who had just been so proud and disdainful of everyone, couldn't help but change his complexion dramatically, his eyes also filled with a hint of panic.
"No good!"
"World Venerable!"
At the end of his speech, he even raised his cape, and his whole body turned into black smoke...
"No good!"
"The demons are trying to escape!"
Watching the city lord of the dead become fainter, as if he might disappear at any moment, Zen Master Da Yu and the others couldn't help but change their expressions greatly, and some even subconsciously took out their golden bowls, attempting to suppress the city lord of the dead. However, they had overestimated themselves.
