A master of comedy!

In the blink of an eye, the lion entered his body.

Zhou Sheng felt a sudden jolt in his head, as if he heard countless chanting sounds in his ears and saw magnificent figures sitting on lotus platforms before his eyes.

Eight Bodhisattvas, Four Vajras, Five Hundred Arhats, Three Thousand Jieti, Eleven Great Radiant Ones, Eighteen Garan...

His gaze was not fixed on the most magnificent Buddha figure in the center, but rather on the four Bodhisattvas, as radiant as stars, beneath the Buddha's seat.

Manjushri Bodhisattva has five topknots on his head, rides a blue lion, holds a Dharma sword, radiates immeasurable wisdom light, and recites the Avatamsaka Sutra, with Sanskrit flowing like star clouds.

Guanyin Bodhisattva holds a jade vase, displaying a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, each eye reflecting the suffering of a sentient being. She dips a willow branch into the nectar from the vase and sprinkles it upon all beings, removing all illness and calamity.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva rides a white elephant, with the golden wheel of ten vows resounding behind his head. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, countless emanations appear, some holding vajras to subdue evil dragons, others unfolding palm-leaf scriptures to deliver hungry ghosts.

Finally, there is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who vowed not to become a Buddha until hell is emptied.

A thousand golden lotuses bloom beneath His feet, and a bright pearl in His palm illuminates the eight hot and eight cold regions. Wherever His light shines, sword trees break, and molten copper solidifies into ambrosia.

The Four Wisdoms of Bodhi open the path to enlightenment; the Eightfold Path of Perfection guides us across the sea of ​​delusion.

These four great bodhisattvas represent great wisdom, great compassion, great practice, and great vow, respectively, and are the foremost among all bodhisattvas.

Zhou Sheng's gaze immediately fell upon the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

boom!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Lu Pan's giant hand had already descended from the sky and struck Zhou Sheng on the head.

The earth shook violently, causing the ground to tremble.

Seeing this, Tan Sheng and the others couldn't help but show a hint of despair. Under such a terrifying palm strike, Boss Long was probably doomed.

Even if he was a master who had opened his tongue, he could not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes. In the face of a god with absolute power, all the resistance of mortals seemed so powerless.

"Boss Long..."

Tan Sheng's eyes were somewhat blank. He could no longer sense Zhou Sheng's aura. This prodigy, who in his eyes was likely to change the fate of the Yin Opera Masters in the future, should stop here.

"Wait, it seems... he's still alive?"

Fatty Song strained his eyes wide, then suddenly shouted excitedly, his expression one of extreme agitation.

Lu Pan's Vajra Dharma form also began to show signs of abnormality.

His golden body kept breaking apart, especially around the neck, where the cracks continued to widen, as if his head was being chopped off.

In Lu Pan's eyes, besides anxiety, there was also a hint of shock.

Because His hands were held up by someone.

boom!
The giant hand was slowly raised, revealing a figure radiant with Buddhist light. He held a nine-ringed staff, wore a bright yellow kasaya, and stood on a seven-jeweled lotus platform. He supported Lu Pan's Vajra Dharma form with just one hand.

Where the clouds part at the summit of Jiuhua Peak—

"The bright light shines upon the iron city!"

As the operatic recitation began, a mask that was half compassionate and half Vajra appeared on Zhou Sheng's face. It was originally the Ksitigarbha mask that he had left in the mortal world, but for some reason, it appeared on his face again.

Upon seeing the mask, Lu Pan's pupils suddenly narrowed.

"An actor, daring to impersonate a Bodhisattva?"

He roared and brought down his remaining three arms with all his divine power, crashing down on the raised hand.

The vast Buddha light paused slightly, and lotus petals fell from the seven-jeweled lotus platform beneath Zhou Sheng's feet, transforming into Bodhi trees that radiated Buddha light and supported the heavens and earth.

His eyes were deep and shimmering like nebulae, and he finally had a clear understanding of his current strength.

Tribulation.

This is not because the Suanni is far stronger than the Yazi and Chiwen, but because it also contains the pure magical power that Grandmaster Yu Tianheng has cultivated for many years.

Tan Sheng's cultivation level was too shallow to fully unleash the power of this magic weapon, but he was still able to forcibly raise his cultivation level to the fourth or even fifth level.

With the blessing of Yazi and Chiwen, Zhou Sheng had a stronger control over the Suanni, and his own cultivation was also higher, allowing him to fully unleash the creature's power. Now, his magical power was as vast as the sea, and he had even touched upon the mysteries of the Great Dao, sensing the power of the laws of the underworld.

This is an incredible and wondrous state, as if his joys and sorrows directly affect this world, and even time, such an ethereal thing, slows down when it gets close to him.

With a tremor of his nine-ringed staff, the mask on his face transformed into a fierce and wrathful expression.

Boom!

Sensing his killing intent, the Netherworld directly unleashed a divine lightning bolt that struck Lu Pan's true form, causing him to tremble and his golden body to crack.

"It really is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

"After so many years, the Bodhisattva has finally reappeared!"

"We pay homage to the Bodhisattva, and beg the Bodhisattva to deliver us..."

At this moment, even the fiercest evil spirits would be terrified and bow down in worship before that tall and majestic figure radiating boundless Buddha light.

Even many of the 'distinguished guests' in the private rooms on the second floor came out one after another, staring blankly at Zhou Sheng, their eyes unfocused.

Zhou Sheng lowered his eyes and looked at the worshipping ghosts. His deep gaze seemed to see the struggles, pains, desires, and unfulfilled desires of all living beings in the sea of ​​suffering.

He was filled with great compassion, and his fierce and ruthless demeanor transformed into one of compassion and salvation.

With a raised hand, a Mani jewel appeared in the palm, emitting 84,000 pure Buddha lights, illuminating the ten directions, as if holding up a crystal-colored sun.

The next moment, the malevolent spirits that had been bowing down all dissipated their ferocity, their eyes cleared, and they revealed expressions of repentance and compassion.

The Vajra form only kills, not saves; the Compassionate form only saves, not kills.

"I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."

A great vow resounded from the depths of hell, and in an instant, Zhou Sheng entered a profound state of oneness with the play, where he saw the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha in the illusion.

Be patient and unmoved, and contemplate deeply.

At that very moment, Zhou Sheng felt a distant call, echoing from the west, deep within hell. Though faint, it was not an illusion.

Unfortunately, before he could even notice, the call disappeared again.

Tan Sheng stared blankly at the figure that held up the Vajra image with one hand and converted the ghosts of hell with the other, bathed in the gentle and mellow Buddhist light, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Is the person before me putting on a sinister act, or a true bodhisattva?

Even practitioners of Yin-Yang magic have difficulty distinguishing between the real and the fake, let alone other people.
"Playing tricks? I don't believe it. How could a mere actor portray a real Bodhisattva?!"

A moment of confusion appeared in Lu Pan's eyes, but he quickly regained his senses. He channeled his divine power and manifested a precious mirror.

The mirror is twelve feet tall and eight feet wide. It is neither made of copper nor jade, but it gleams with a dazzling light.

This is the most precious treasure of the Underworld's Investigation Department, the Mirror of Karma, which can reflect the causes of three lifetimes and reveal the effects of seven lifetimes. It can also make all demons and monsters reveal their true forms.

The precious mirror emitted a faint light, illuminating Zhou Sheng.

But he still looked like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, without any change. Even in the mirror, he was still Ksitigarbha.

Judge Lu was struck dumb as if by lightning.

At this moment, even He Himself couldn't help but begin to doubt: Could the person before Him really be the long-lost Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

"I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."

Zhou Sheng recited his vow again, and when he raised his eyes once more, his compassion vanished, replaced by murderous intent. His compassionate expression slowly transformed into a Vajra-like form that only kills and does not save.

"You evil gods judge good and evil; when will hell ever be empty?"

...(End of this chapter)