The underground world had been permeated with darkness, and a bloody, decaying aura hung in the air. However, as Su Yi chanted, it suddenly transformed, becoming holy and auspicious.

The corpse spirits surging toward them in a murderous wave froze in place as the radiant, searing Buddhist light washed over them.

All of them suddenly looked dazed.

And the vicious, bloody, baleful energy emanating from them was purified beneath the Buddhist light, disappearing at speeds visible to the naked eye…

It was an unbelievable scene.

Su Yi sat in the lotus position, like the legendary Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva watching over hell, his aspirations unwavering as he unleashed the immeasurable power of the Dharma, all for the sake of cleansing the sins of the dead.

Ning Sihua watched in a daze, an indescribable emotion welling deep within her heart. 

Was there anything in this world Su Yi couldn’t do?

“....wisdom in the sutras, amidst auspicious clouds, elevating the suffering masses of the afterlife, proving by my example that they too can become Buddhas….”

As Su Yi reached this part of the sutra, he silently opened his eyes.

The thunderous chanting still echoed...