Looking at the bottomless circular pit under his feet, Yan Chixia opened his mouth for a long time without closing it.

Obviously, the scene of Godzilla destroying the City of the Dead greatly shocked the local Yan Chixia.

Of course, if he came to his senses at this moment and took a look at the expression on Zhao Lihe's face, he would know that it was not only the locals who were shocked, but also outsiders who had never seen such a scene.

Although he had long known that Bai Lang was undisputedly the second strongest person in the Time Travelers Alliance, it was the first time that Zhao Lihe saw him take action.

And it wasn't a playful attack, it was a serious fight where they really put all their strength into it.

...This is the city of the dead!

The legendary underworld city built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was easily wiped out by Bai Lang's brute force?

Looking at the bottomless dark round pit, Zhao Lihe deeply realized what it meant to break all laws with one force.

All those Taoism, magic, techniques, and tools, no matter how fancy they are, they can all be broken with just one blow from me!

Bai Lang raised his head and looked at Zhao Lihe and Yan Chixia proudly.

"How's it going, Lao Zhao? Is it enough to relieve your anger?"

“…”

Zhao Lihe came back to his senses and nodded quickly.

That’s enough, it can’t be any more. If it’s any more, it will really cause trouble!

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from the dark pit.

The next second, a thick aura of death rose from the pit, mixed with the howling of countless wronged souls and evil spirits.

Yan Chixia suddenly came back to his senses and shouted, "Oh no! Wrongful Death City is a city that houses the souls of those who died wrongfully. It suppresses countless wronged souls and evil spirits from the underworld. Brother Bai destroyed Wrongful Death City, and all the wronged souls and evil spirits suppressed by Wrongful Death City are about to escape!"

"What?!"

Zhao Lihe's pupils shrank and he thought something was wrong.

Bai Lang looked surprised: "What? These evil spirits were not purified by my nuclear holy light?"

What the hell is your weird focus?

Is this the important question now?

The corner of Zhao Lihe's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help asking: "Old Bai, how much force did you use?"

Bai Lang blinked and said cautiously: "Not much, at most less than half..."

"Less than half?!"

Zhao Lihe's voice suddenly rose eight tones.

But he still remembered his eldest brother's evaluation. The energy in Bai Lang's body had reached a level that was enough to explode a star. Although it was just a natural satellite orbiting the earth like the moon, it was still a planet after all!

You should know that the mass of the moon is as high as 7.342×10^22 kilograms, which is more than one percent of the earth.

Let’s not talk about how big the underworld is right now, but this city of the dead is definitely not comparable to the moon.

The half of the energy output by Bai Lang not only destroyed the Black Mountain Demon and crushed the City of the Dead, but also penetrated the underworld and might even have broken the seal set by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself.

Bai Lang said aggrievedly: "I thought this Black Mountain Old Demon was so confident and threatened to take over my body. I thought he was very strong, but who knew he was so weak? I just used a little force and he was gone..."

“…”

Zhao Lihe's cheek muscles twitched.

He knew that the idiot Black Mountain Old Demon must have discovered that Bai Lang had no magical powers and thought that Bai Lang was just a monster with a strong physical body, so he boasted that he wanted to take over Bai Lang's body.

But what the Black Mountain Demon never expected was that Bai Lang's body would be so strong.

The energy contained in his body alone was enough to easily break his spells, and also wiped out the City of the Dead that he had refined into his original form, leaving him with powerful magic power and abilities but without even the slightest chance to use them.

At this point, there is no point in reviewing the situation. Let’s first think about how to deal with the current situation.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Lihe asked, "What should we do now?"

Bai Lang was eager to try and said, "How about I use another nuclear holy light to purify all these wronged souls and evil spirits?"

"no!"

“No!”

The voices of Zhao Lihe and Yan Chixia rang out in unison.

Yan Chixia smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Bai, don't be impulsive. The souls suppressed in this town of wrongful death are all people who died unjustly. The Black Mountain Old Demon only selected those with the most resentment and ghost energy as ghost soldiers. The rest are mostly souls who died unjustly."

"If the resentment of these dead souls dissipates in the future, they will be reincarnated as humans again."

"It's fine if you can... purify part of the city, but if you purify the entire city, it will affect the normal six realms of reincarnation in this world..."

Bai Lang frowned and said, "So, I have accidentally killed some good people, right?"

"Strictly speaking, it is possible."

Yan Chixia nodded with a strange look on his face.

Although he already knew that Bai Lang was Zhao Lihe's friend, Yan Chixia still had the illusion that his worldview was shattered and the world was falling apart after hearing such righteous words from this hideous-looking monster.

"But you can think about it from another angle." Yan Chixia comforted, "Wrongful Death City has been occupied by the Black Mountain Old Demon. Those ghosts with the strongest ghost energy are his minions who help him commit atrocities. There are very few innocent souls in the city, and those who are have already suffered enough torture from them. You purifying them can be considered as a relief for them to some extent..."

Bai Lang thought about it and felt that what Yan Chixia said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, after hearing what you said, I feel much better."

Yan Chixia forced a smile, and then quickly said: "The most urgent task is to deal with the wronged souls who are about to escape. Brother Zhao, Brother Bai, you two have greater magical powers than me. Do you have a way to suppress the wronged souls on behalf of the Wrongful Death Town?"

“…”

Zhao Lihe and Bai Lang looked at each other.

All of their skills were developed for fighting.

It's okay to ask them to destroy the ghosts, but as for suppressing them... there's really no way to do it.

Seeing that the two were silent, Yan Chixia understood what they meant.

He sighed, took out a copy of the Diamond Sutra, and said solemnly, "Yan has a copy of the Diamond Sutra, which was written by a master. It has infinite magical uses. It can be used to subdue demons and monsters, and can also be recited to save the souls of the dead."

"If you two brothers have no other solution, then protect me!"

"I will recite this sutra and do my best to save the souls of all the dead in the city of the dead..."

Before he finished his words, black smoke surged up from the deep pit.

There are countless wronged souls mixed in, so densely packed that it is daunting.

Zhao Lihe's scalp tingled and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yan Chixia.

"Brother Yan, are you sure?"

"……Sure!"

Yan Chixia swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth and said: "At this point, the arrow is on the string and must be shot!"

"Besides, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"bring it on!"

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia bit his fingertips, drew a bloody rune, borrowed magic power, and then controlled the magic sword to come above the black smoke and sit cross-legged.

The Diamond Sutra floated in mid-air and unfolded, revealing the golden Sanskrit characters on the pages.

Yan Chixia was glowing with golden light all over his body, like a Buddha descended to the world. His expression seemed happy, angry, kind, and sad, and he kept reciting the scriptures in front of him.

"The Diamond Sutra, I have heard that..."

As Yan Chixia recited softly, the Sanskrit words on the pages burst into dazzling Buddhist light.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, dispersing the black smoke and calming down all the wronged souls that are illuminated.

Looking at the wronged souls whose faces were calm and peaceful and whose resentment had dissipated, Zhao Lihe couldn't help but sigh quietly.

He could feel that after a series of battles and repeated use of magic, Yan Chixia's body was already exhausted. If he forced himself to hold on and liberate so many wronged souls, he would probably die on the spot, or even his soul would be scattered.

Zhao Lihe naturally didn't want to see this kind of scene, but he had no other choice.

He tried to recite some scriptures, but there was no response. Obviously, not everyone can use this Buddhist treasure.

Only true Buddhist practitioners, or people like Yan Chixia who practice both Buddhism and Taoism, can use the power of scriptures to liberate the souls of the dead.

Zhao Lihe sighed, waved his hand and scattered golden thunder, which intertwined into a net to protect Yan Chixia.

Bai Lang took out the gray mist coin and transferred the gray mist into Yan Chixia's body, maintaining his last bit of life.

Looking at Yan Chixia, who was concentrating on chanting sutras in the Buddha's light, Bai Lang whispered, "If it doesn't work, call the boss!"

Zhao Lihe said unhappily: "Do you think I didn't yell?"

"Ah?" Bai Lang looked at Zhao Lihe in shock, "Boss can't come over?"

Zhao Lihe shook his head and said, "I don't know. Maybe he was busy and couldn't receive my message."

Bai Lang frowned and said, "Then what should we do? We can't just watch Hero Yan die, right?"

Bai Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone has his own responsibility. This disaster was caused by me, so let me..."

“Stop it!”

Before he finished speaking, an unpleasant voice sounded in their hearts.

Zhao Lihe and Bai Lang's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Boss/Big Brother?!"

Zhao Lihe quickly asked: "Brother, where are you?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and sent a message: "I'm chatting with friends outside... Lihe, Lao Bai, don't worry about the matter of the underworld. Yan Chixia has his own destiny. Just do what you should do and don't do unnecessary things."

“…”

Zhao Lihe and Bai Lang looked at each other, and their hearts moved, as if they understood something.

With Lin Zhongtian's instructions, the two of them felt reassured and no longer worried. Instead, they began to concentrate on protecting Yan Chixia.

At the same time, outside the underworld, Lin Zhongtian was emitting silver light all over his body, floating in the dark void.

Beside him, there is a nun holding a jewel in her left hand and a staff in her right hand, wearing a red robe, and standing on a thousand-petal blue lotus.

Seeing Lin Zhongtian turned around, the nun smiled and bowed slightly, saying, "Thank you, benefactor."

"No problem!" Lin Zhongtian said with a smile, "As the saying goes, face is mutual. Bodhisattva, if you are willing to give me face, I will definitely give you face - but I am still very curious, why has the world become like this?"

"Where are the incarnations of the gods and mighty beings in the underworld? Why have they all disappeared?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sighed upon hearing this and said helplessly: "It's all because of that monkey."

“Oh?!” Lin Zhongtian became interested and said calmly, “What monkey? Please tell me in detail, Bodhisattva!”