As the hundred thousand souls entered Chu Yang's body, a ghostly fog suddenly surged out of his body. His entire body seemed to be polluted and instantly became as black as ink, even the void was completely dyed black.
The aura of resentment, death, viciousness, filth, and so on surged out from his body and shot straight up into the sky. It was like a filthy river that flowed in reverse up into the nine heavens, as if it wanted to dye the entire nine heavens black, dirty, occupy, and destroy.
The scene was extremely frightening.
Yang Ziming felt that Chu Yang's life aura was corroded by the resentment, evil, and filth at this moment, and quickly fell. Then, it was covered by the billowing death aura, and soon, he could no longer sense Chu Yang's life aura.
"Haha!"
But at this moment, Yang Ziming actually heard Chu Yang laugh loudly.
"If I don't enter hell, who will? Today, I will be bold enough to learn from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If hell is not empty, one cannot become a Buddha, and I will satisfy all of your wishes. You are definitely not repaying evil with good. Now, I will give you the interest first."
Chu Yang seemed to be speaking to the hundred thousand souls, but then he picked up the Soul-refining Gourd and pointed the mouth of the gourd at the corpse of the Gold Roc Saint. "I will give you a taste of your own medicine. Gold Roc Saint, do you think that your sins are over with your death? I will take your soul and refine it into pure soul energy and absorb it. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the hundred thousand souls that have died — Collect!"
Under the control of Chu Yang, the Soul-refining Gourd erupted with a huge suction force. Suddenly, a soul appeared on the corpse of the Gold Roc Saint and was sucked into the Soul-refining Gourd as it screamed in panic.
"Keke!"
"Keke!"
"Woo!"
… …
At the same time, Chu Yang's body emitted ghostly cries, ghostly shrieks, ghostly cries … Thousands of ghostly cries rang out. His body also became darker, so dark that it became transparent. One could clearly see countless evil ghosts, malicious ghosts, vengeful ghosts, and resentful ghosts traversing his body. They seemed to be gnawing at his flesh and organs. They seemed to want to open up a hell that could hold thousands of ghosts within.
"Hmph!"
The impact of 100,000 souls entering his body was simply too intense. Chu Yang let out a muffled groan and spat out a mouthful of blood. Blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.
"Patient and unmoving, like the earth. Quiet and deep, like a secret!"
Why was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva named Ksitigarbha?
The earth can bear everything, all the mountains and precipitous ridges, all the things on the earth. Earth was like the merit of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, able to bear all the difficult ascetic practices for all living beings.
Moreover, the earth also has its own meaning of dependence. All life forms are formed and born from the earth. All living beings exist and are guided by the Bodhisattva.
Zang is Hanzang, Fu Zang Yi.
The meaning of Ksitigarbha was just like the earth. It could contain all kinds of merit and could induce all kinds of merit. It was difficult to practice asceticism, but it could save all living beings. Therefore, it was named Ksitigarbha.
What Chu Yang comprehended in his mind soon manifested. The phantom of a giant spirit appeared behind him.
His Innate Earth Physique was activated, and his body instantly became as heavy as the earth.
The misty chaos also appeared. Immediately, his body changed again. It was as if he had transformed from the earth into Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
His current physique was no longer a simple Innate Physique, but a Chaotic Physique. Once the essence of chaos was triggered, his body became even more stable. He even faintly revealed a sense of forbearance and unmoving, like the earth, quiet and deep, like a secret.
The impact of 100,000 souls entering his body was resisted by him. However, this was only the beginning. 100,000 souls immediately entered his spiritual world. In a trance, the entire Ghost Region appeared. All the ghosts rushed toward him and drowned him.
"Chu Yang, you son of a b * tch!"
In his consciousness, Xiaowu suddenly saw countless ghosts swarming towards him. He immediately cursed and did not have the slightest intention to resist. He hurriedly fled towards the Genius Martial Spirit.
Little Black followed suit and ran to where the Idiot Martial Spirit was.
Only the Saber Martial Spirit and the Flood Dragon Martial Spirit were resisting. They were enduring the impact of 100,000 souls, 100,000 malicious ghosts, vengeful ghosts, and evil ghosts.
Clang clang clang!
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