I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 480 Obsessive-compulsive disorder patients always have to finish reciting their lines.

"fart!"

The sound wasn't loud, but the entire place was very quiet. Only when Ksitigarbha was giving his sermon did it sound like a student suddenly shouting "PUBG!" during a class taught by a homeroom teacher.
But before everyone could react to who was so brave and arrogant at the Obon festival, music composed of human voices and drumbeats abruptly overwhelmed the noise of the entire venue.

No, it wasn't a cover-up, but a takeover, because at that moment, the mechanical matrix stage, along with the surrounding amplification equipment serving Ksitigarbha, and all the modern equipment made up of materialized willpower, were taken over by some force.

It was at this moment that the immense power of aspiration began to surge.

That was not ordinary wish power, but rather an almost endless materialized wish power accumulated in the underworld and in every Fengdu.

They are everywhere and difficult to utilize, so much so that they have long been ignored by these Buddhist disciples. But at this moment, they have transformed into raging waves, surging and converging in one direction with an unstoppable momentum.

"If we do not kill, hatred will never end."

A powerful voice emanated from the distorted mass of willpower. Within the distorted mass of materialized willpower, cables, pieces of metal, and screws surged and contracted incessantly, resembling not machinery, but rather a horrifying and twisted tumor.

"If I do not steal, how am I any different from the strong or the weak?"

The sound rang out again, and the materialized willpower that constituted the venue began to distort and collapse. Whether it was the exquisite private rooms or the sophisticated matrix screen, they all began to turn into trickles of water, flowing into the mass. A dragon's roar, which seemed to be mixed with the roar of an engine, exploded from the mass.

"evil creature!"

The jewel in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's hand emitted a brilliant light, and the copper rings on his staff collided, producing a crisp metallic tremor. The previously surging materialized vow power suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Feng Xue, who had already run far away with the other monks, chuckled inwardly. As his thoughts surged, Mo Ying's eerie ghostly aura suddenly erupted.

As a ghost, Mo Ying was already terrifying to the extreme in terms of sheer strength, but what was truly incomprehensible was her purity.

"Abstaining from sexual misconduct is tantamount to committing sins against all sentient beings."

With another recitation, accompanied by the ethereal singing of "Three Realms, Four Continents" in the background music, the incomparably pure ghostly energy fully unfolded, directly linking with the most basic origin of the underworld. The venue, which was originally shrouded in Buddhist light, instantly transformed into a ghostly realm. The Ten Kings of Hell, who had just rushed out of the half-collapsed private room and had not yet raised their weapons, were embarrassed to find that, in terms of being ghosts, the ten of them were actually no match for a wisp of the materialized will power seeping out!
"What the hell? With such high purity and talent, why would it absorb materialized willpower and self-destruct?"

The Ten Kings of Hell couldn't understand it, Ksitigarbha couldn't understand it, and even Di Ting, who was said to be able to hear the sounds of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, couldn't understand it either!
"Do not speak falsehoods, for dreams are but illusions, bubbles, and emptiness."

The ghostly energy that Mo Ying had accumulated surged out, dragging all the spirits that still possessed the ability to think into the illusion. It must be said that Mo Ying's talent in painting was indeed not as strong as her talent in "eating". Despite being with Feng Xue for so long (actually not for many years), the illusion she created still lacked a sense of reality.

But she was too strong, and the brick flew!

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was completely stunned. How could he have failed to discover such a powerful ghost king after a thousand years in the underworld? Good heavens, if you're so capable, why didn't you say so earlier! Giving you the position of Yama would have been fine, but instead you just came out and self-destructed. That's incredibly unethical!
However, Ksitigarbha also knew that a ghost absorbing the power of material desires was clearly not planning to live, and persuasion was futile at this time. He raised the precious pearl, and the great light burned like a raging fire. Under the reddish golden light, the illusion that seemed to freeze everything became flickering.

"I do not crave wine, but I fear the unpredictable fluctuations in water levels."

Seeing this, Feng Xue seemed completely unconcerned and continued playing background music, while Mo Ying's ghostly aura increased even further.

Mo Ying is not like Xiao Lingdang or Kaguya; she possesses considerable initiative. Since she knows her weaknesses, how could she not consider making amends?

Learning painting, 3D modeling, and other skills cannot be accomplished overnight, so she took a different approach and developed another method to combat hacking.

The illusion that had been frozen in place began to flicker wildly, the high-frequency flashes making people dizzy. Yes, this was Mo Ying's "technique." Since illusions were easy to break, she would keep switching between them. Anyway, she had plenty of pure ghost energy. For every one you broke, I had already switched to three. Layer upon layer, constantly nesting, it was a battle of attrition!

"Do not indulge in pleasure, for youth is fleeting."

Actually, Feng Xue could have made his move at this point, but he had a bit of OCD. The song had already been played, and the spoken parts had been read, and he felt something was missing if he wasn't allowed to finish playing it.

The Ten Kings of Hell had no idea about this. They thought that the Ghost King only had these three tricks up his sleeve. Seeing that there were no new developments, King Qin Guang raised his hand, and a silver mirror suddenly appeared. Layers of illusions shattered one after another, but new illusions kept emerging.

"Without indulging in sleep, one cannot find liberation from suffering."

The subtle balance achieved between King Qin Guang's Mirror of Retribution and Mo Ying's infinite illusions opened up new possibilities for the other Yama Kings.

As if grasping something, the Song Emperor suddenly yanked hard, and a set of jet-black ropes instantly materialized. Feng Xue's eyebrows twitched slightly, not out of worry, but rather...

"Why is there no reaction at all to this move?"

Sensing Feng Xue's unusual behavior, Mo Ying, still shaken, said:

"His move seems to involve something about sins or the soul, but this body belongs to that goddess, so he managed to pull the goddess's soul, but he couldn't pull it out, which is a pity."

"Goodness!" Feng Xue grinned, satisfied as the song was almost over.

"Get ready, I'm coming in!"

"Well, it just so happens that the goddess's soul is bound by the black rope, so I don't have to worry about her finding a loophole!"

The telepathic message was transmitted in an instant, but then Yama, the King of Hell, suddenly let out a fierce shout—

"Do you admit your guilt?!"

The voice was so majestic, as if it had pierced through endless illusions. It didn't just refer to Delis in the materialized willpower; it also caused the surrounding monks to tumble to the ground.

Faced with this attack on causality, Feng Xue laughed and rolled on the ground as well. Meanwhile, the Earth, full of vitality, within his soul, exchanged with Mo Ying with the power to destroy everything.

"Without indulging in desires, all actions become devoid of vitality!"

With this recitation, the shackles of Yama's "punishment" seemed to be blasted open, and the long-dormant materialized will power suddenly surged again!

The dragon head, woven from twisted metal, rose high, like the roar of a rusty engine, with golden-red lightning flashing in the ghost realm.

This is the power of destruction, the power of death, the power of the end!

Mechanical Ghidorah, arrives!

(End of this chapter)