Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

"Want a taste? The Drunken Immortal Wine, a special offering from the Jade Pool."

Meng Po stared at the gilded inscription "For the Queen Mother's Banquet" on the bottle and suddenly burst into laughter.

The will-o'-the-wisps on the distant Wangxiangtai Terrace flickered, casting her profile in shifting light and shadow.

No wonder King Qin Guang was so frightened.

When she took the bottle, her fingertips touched, and the yin energy and the power of the immortals collided, creating tiny sparks of electricity.

"Just who is this young master?"

"For tourism."

Lin Zhu blinked.

"And find a golden cicada while you're at it."

Before the Stone of Three Lives, countless red threads of fate suddenly snapped.

Meng Po stared thoughtfully at the fleeting afterimage of Buddha's light on the stone surface.

"That one in the Western Paradise?"

"clever."

Lin Zhu suddenly leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

"So take me to see the place that gives you the biggest headache in the underworld."

As the sound of the waves of the Netherworld Blood Sea approached, Lin Zhu was playing with the skull bowl he had smuggled from the Oil Pot Hell.

The bowl contained the soup that Meng Po had just brewed, with several pained faces floating on the surface.

"That's it?"

He raised an eyebrow and looked across the sea of ​​blood.

There, the Buddha's light shone brightly, and the faint phantom of the Eight Treasures Lotus Platform could be seen, forming an eerie balance with the gloom of the underworld.

"Ksitigarbha's territory looks quite impressive."

The words stopped abruptly.

A golden cicada flew out from the blood-red mist, its wings fluttering and scattering golden light.

The evil spirits that were illuminated suddenly stopped wailing, and the ferocity on their faces gradually turned into peace.

"here we go."

Meng Po sighed.

She tried to light a cigarette for the thirty-seventh time today, but the will-o'-the-wisp always went out inexplicably within a ten-foot radius of Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu squinted.

The converted demons lined up and walked into the void, each step leaving a golden lotus flower in the sea of ​​blood.

The strangest thing is that, with his cultivation level as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he couldn't see through the truth behind that void.

"He appears precisely at 3:45 PM every day."

Meng Po finally lit her pipe, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring shaped like a ghost face.

"In three years and four months, more than 76,000 evil spirits were saved. The Book of Life and Death of the Ten Kings of Hell was in complete disarray."

The cicada suddenly turned in their direction.

Lin Zhu subconsciously made a hand seal, only to discover that the insect was actually looking at Meng Po.

Two gazes met across the distance, and Meng Po's pipe snapped in two with a "crack".

"It's memorizing your appearance."

Lin Zhu chuckled softly.

"It seems our Meng Po sister is not simple either."

Meng Po suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Young master, are you serious about changing the environment of the underworld?"

Suddenly, a giant wave surged up in the sea of ​​blood.

As the last few evil spirits guided by Jin Chan disappeared into the void, Lin Zhu clearly heard a soft laugh mixed in with the chanting. It was just like the mockery of the Vajra Banner Bodhisattva when he unleashed the Vajra Pestle on the day of his tribulation.

"Lin Yushen, hold your hand!"

Meng Po's hunched figure blocked Lin Zhu's way, the soup spoon in her hand trembling slightly.

Her wrinkled old face was full of anxiety, and her cloudy eyes reflected the blue divine light surging around Lin Zhu.

"Step aside."

Lin Zhu's voice was cold and hard as iron, and his eyes burned with furious flames.

"That Jin Chanzi dares to convert evil spirits on the border of the underworld? Does he think I, the law enforcement god of the three realms, am just a decoration?"

Meng Po was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet.

"Your Majesty, the God of Hell, you are wise to know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is acting on the Buddha's decree, and besides, that place is outside the underworld."

"fart!"

Lin Zhu roared, causing the Wangchuan River to surge with waves three feet high.

"Within the Three Realms, all are governed by the Heavenly Laws! If I do not capture that Golden Cicada today, how can I be worthy of the position of God of Hell?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhu's figure transformed into a streak of green light, instantly crossing the Bridge of Helplessness and heading straight for the dazzling Buddhist light at the border of the Underworld.

Meng Po staggered backward, and the soup bowl in her hand shattered on the ground with a "crash." The hot soup splashed onto the ghost soldier at her feet, scalding him and making him howl in pain.

"It's all over, it's all over."

Meng Po watched Lin Zhu's departing figure and murmured to herself.

"This is going to be a big problem."

At the border of the underworld, where golden light and yin energy intertwine, Jin Chanzi sits cross-legged in the void, reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

His body was surrounded by a wave of Buddhist light, which enveloped hundreds of evil spirits. Under the bathing of the Buddhist light, those ferocious ghosts gradually lost their ferocity and showed a peaceful expression.

"Jin Chanzi!"

A loud shout exploded like a thunderclap.

Jin Chanzi trembled all over, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a blue figure breaking through the air, with howling winds and ghostly wails wherever it passed.

He recognized the black divine robe embroidered with chain patterns—the official robe of the God of Law Enforcement in the Three Realms!
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, save me!"

Jin Chanzi let out a shriek, and suddenly six pairs of golden cicada wings unfolded from his back. He flapped his wings and flew away to the border.

He felt somewhat relieved, knowing that once he crossed this line, he would be in the Pure Land of Buddha, and the heavenly officials would have no right to interfere.

However, just as he flew three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away, a strange black wind suddenly swept around him.

The wind was silent, yet it made Jin Chanzi feel as if he were trapped in quagmire, unable to move an inch no matter how much he flapped his six pairs of golden wings.

"The Void Wind?!"

Jin Chanzi's expression changed drastically; this was a notoriously fierce and malevolent divine power in the Three Realms!
Lin Zhu arrived on the wind, sneering.

"Run, why don't you run?"

He made a fist with his right hand, and the black wind suddenly intensified. The evil spirits that had been converted screamed in the wind and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Lin Yushen! You...you dare!"

Jin Chanzi was both shocked and furious, watching helplessly as the evil spirits he had painstakingly converted vanished into nothingness.

"I act in accordance with the heavenly laws; what is there that I dare not do?"

Lin Zhu approached step by step, and with each step, a blue lotus flame condensed in the air beneath his feet.

"Jin Chanzi, you have privately converted evil spirits in the underworld and disrupted the order of reincarnation. Today I will take you back to the Heavenly Prison to be punished!"

Jin Chanzi's face turned ashen, and he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Venerable Danta, save me!"

The void suddenly split open, and a golden hand burst forth, its five fingers like mountains, carrying immense Buddhist power as it reached out to grab Lin Zhu.

Every line on his palm resembled a rushing river, and the swastika in his palm spun, radiating a terrifying aura that suppressed everything.

"Late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal?"

Lin Zhu's pupils contracted slightly, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

"You cowardly creature, do you think you're qualified to obstruct my law enforcement?"

His right hand was at his waist, and a blood-red blade of light shot into the sky.

The sword was three feet and three inches long, its blade covered with strange runes. The moment it was drawn, it stirred up thunder in the heavens. It was the Primordial Spiritual Treasure Sword that could slay immortals and gods!

"cut!"

Lin Zhu let out a sharp shout, and a blood-red blade of light ripped through the sky like an inverted Milky Way, slashing fiercely at the golden hand.

"what"

A shrill scream echoed from the void as the golden hand was severed at the wrist, spewing out golden blood like rain, staining the border of the underworld a golden hue.

The severed hand fell into the River of Oblivion, stirring up towering waves. Countless wronged souls and vengeful ghosts vied to devour the Buddha's blood, letting out satisfied roars.

"Bold maniac!"

The void shattered completely, and a ferocious figure stepped out.

This man was bald and barefoot, wearing a blood-red kasaya. In his left hand he held a banner with nine human heads hanging on it, and in his right hand he made the nectar mudra. He was none other than Danda Ksitigarbha, one of the four great bodhisattvas under Ksitigarbha!

"Lin Zhu! How dare you injure my Dharma Image!"

The Dhāntāra Ksitigarbha glared angrily, and the nine human heads simultaneously opened their eyes, shooting out eighteen beams of blood-red light that locked onto the bamboo forest.

Lin Zhu stood holding his knife and sneered.

"Obstructing law enforcement will be punished severely, even with losing an arm."

"presumptuous!"

With a roar, the sound wave shook the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.

"Jin Chanzi is a disciple of my Buddhist sect, and it is none of your Heavenly Court's business to discipline him! Get out of here at once, or I will make sure your soul is scattered!"

Lin Zhu scoffed, too lazy to waste any more words, and with a flash, he reached out to grab Jin Chanzi, who was trapped in the Void Wind.

"court death!"

In his extreme anger, Danda Ksitigarbha hurled a human head banner with his left hand.

The nine heads grew taller in the wind, transforming into the size of small mountains, spewing nine kinds of calamities, including poisonous fire, ice, and poisonous sand, which rained down on the bamboo forest. Meng Po, who was watching the battle from afar, was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.

"It's over, it's over! This is Venerable Danta's 'Nine Calamities Extinction Banner'!"

Faced with this devastating attack, Lin Zhu didn't even lift an eyelid.

He flipped his left hand, and an ancient stone seal suddenly appeared in his palm.

The seal was no bigger than the palm of one's hand, yet it gave the illusion of supporting the sky and the earth. The bottom of the seal was engraved with two ancient Taoist characters, "Fan Tian".

"Smash the Heaven-Turning Seal!"

Lin Zhu gave a soft shout and tossed the stone seal into the air.

In an instant, the entire underworld was plunged into darkness.

The tiny stone seal swelled in the wind and grew to the size of a star in the blink of an eye. The two characters "Fantian" on the bottom of the seal radiated boundless divine light, illuminating the three realms.

The nine calamity-stricken heads melted away instantly under this divine light, like snow meeting boiling water.

"impossible!"

Danda Ksitigarbha was horrified.

"This is... the Heaven-Turning Seal of the Primordial Celestial Venerable?!"

He turned to flee, but saw the sky-covering, sun-obscuring Heaven-Turning Seal crashing down.

"No"

boom! ! !
The earth shook violently, and ghosts and gods wailed.

The entire underworld trembled violently under this blow, the evil spirits in the eighteen levels of hell wailed in unison, and even the Bridge of Helplessness broke into three pieces.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only the image of Dantuo Dizang was seen pressed under the seal, with only his bald head showing, and golden blood gushing from his seven orifices.

Lin Zhu recalled the Fantian Seal, not even glancing at the dying Tan Tuo Di Zang, and went straight to the terrified Jin Chan Zi.

"no, do not want"

Jin Chanzi lay paralyzed in the void of the wind, his six pairs of golden wings drooping helplessly.

"Bodhisattva, save me! Buddha, save me!"

Lin Zhu sneered.

Even if the Buddha himself came today, he couldn't save you!

After saying that, he took a red gourd from his waist, uncorked it, and aimed it at Jin Chanzi.

"Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul-Scattering Gourd, collect!"

Nine streams of red clouds shot out from the gourd's mouth, coiling around Jin Chanzi like serpents.

No matter how much he struggled and cried out, he was slowly pulled into the gourd.

The moment the stopper was closed, a desperate cry of the cicada rang out from inside the gourd, followed by silence.

At the border of the underworld, shrouded in blood mist, Lin Zhu, dressed in white, held the Heaven-Turning Seal, dripping with golden Buddha blood.

Before him, Danda Ksitigarbha had turned into a writhing mass of flesh, yet it was still struggling unwillingly.

"Lord Linlin."

Meng Po's hand holding the soup bowl trembled slightly, and her wrinkled face had an unnatural bluish-green tinge.

"You really..."

Lin Zhu didn't turn around, but simply flicked the bloodstains off the Fantian Seal, his tone indifferent.

“All of Ksitigarbha’s people deserve to die.”

Meng Po swallowed hard, suddenly recalling the Buddha's fall three hundred years ago that shook the Three Realms. Three Buddhas at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals were cut off from their lotus thrones overnight.

The seemingly gentle and refined young man before them was none other than the terrifying being known as the "Buddha Hunter."

"Hahaha!"

Meng Po suddenly burst into laughter, her wrinkles brimming with joy.

"That was satisfying! Those bald monks in the underworld should have been dealt with a long time ago!"

Before she could finish speaking, the mass of flesh suddenly writhed violently, and a severed hand shot out with a "whoosh," its five fingers like hooks, aimed straight at Lin Zhu's back!

"careful!"

Meng Po exclaimed in surprise.

The bamboo grove remained completely still.

A dark shadow flashed by, and Xiao Qiong opened her small mouth and swallowed the severed hand whole.

"vomit"

Xiao Qiong's delicate little face scrunched up in a frown.

"Master, this smell is even more disgusting than a rotting corpse!"

Lin Zhu's eyes turned cold, and he unleashed the Heaven-Turning Seal once more, crashing down with a deafening roar.

The minced meat splattered everywhere, but then began to slowly coalesce.

"interesting."

Lin Zhu squinted.

"It seems Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has left you a backup plan."

Suddenly, the void trembled, and ten golden lotus platforms burst forth from the sky.

On each lotus platform sits a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, some holding a jewel, others a staff, but all with the same deathly still expression.

"Bold maniac!"

The Vajra Vow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was at the head of the group, gave a cold shout, his voice like thunder.

"How dare you harm my Ksitigarbha lineage!"

Meng Po's expression changed drastically, and she staggered back several steps.

"Ten Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas?!"

Lin Zhu laughed, a laugh that sent chills down Meng Po's spine.

"You've come at the perfect time, saving me the trouble of searching for them one by one."

"Lin Zhu!"

Vajra Vow Ksitigarbha's eyes are wide open in anger.

"Hand over Jin Chanzi immediately, kneel down and apologize to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and perhaps you can be spared a whole corpse!"

"Noisy."

Lin Zhu uttered two words and suddenly formed a hand seal.

In an instant, the color of the world changed!

"Boundless Profound Ice!"

A deep blue chill surged from his palm, freezing the air wherever it passed.

The three Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas had no time to react and instantly turned into ice sculptures.

"Void Wind!"

A black hurricane swept in, and the three frozen bodhisattvas shattered with a "crack," turning into countless ice crystals that drifted across the sky.

"This this."

Meng Po's eyes widened, and the soup bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

The remaining seven Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas were greatly alarmed and immediately brought out their ritual implements.

However, Lin Zhu moved even faster.
"Master the Five Thunders!"

Five-colored lightning descended from the sky, weaving into a net.

The two Bodhisattva statues were smashed to pieces, their golden bodies collapsing.

"Chaos God Thunder!"

The last streak of gray lightning fell silently, yet it contained the power to destroy everything.

The Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, struck by the attack, didn't even have time to scream before turning to ashes.

In just a few breaths, five of the ten Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva statues had already disappeared!

"impossible!"

Vajra vows Ksitigarbha roars.

"How could you possess four great supernatural powers at the same time?!"

Lin Zhu, dressed in flowing white robes, stood in the void, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Didn't Ksitigarbha tell you? My specialty is killing Buddhas."

The remaining five Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas quickly formed an array, their golden Buddha light merging into one.

However, Lin Zhu simply raised his hand slightly.
"boom!"

Another bolt of chaotic divine lightning struck down, shattering the barrier of Buddhist light.

The two bodhisattvas were hit by the aftershocks, and half of their bodies were instantly carbonized.

"escape!"

Vajra Vow Ksitigarbha finally panicked.

"Return to Lingshan immediately for reinforcements!"

The five golden lotuses turned around and fled in panic.

"Want to go?"

Lin Zhu sneered and formed hand seals again.

Just as he was about to give chase, Xiao Qiong suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"Master, over on the other side of the River Styx."

Lin Zhu paused slightly, his gaze sweeping towards the River Styx in the distance.

On the blood-red river, countless figures stood silently, with a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe at the forefront, gazing at him meaningfully. (End of Chapter)