Demon Court, Lü Bu

"So you actually have the help of the Devil Race. You dare say you're not the one who will face the calamity!" Ksitigarbha shouted. He immediately struck out with his palm at Ji Xianshen.

In an instant, countless black lightning transformed into sharp whips that lashed at him. This time, even Ji Xianshen's soul felt an indescribable pain.

"Ahhh—" Ji Xianshen wailed in pain. His eyes were red as he looked at Ksitigarbha with hatred.

If he could kill his way out in the future, he would definitely destroy this Ksitigarbha Palace!

Ksitigarbha's eyes were filled with worry.

It was truly unfortunate for the Heavenly Dao that such a vile devil had appeared.

…

Time passed slowly. Twenty years had passed since Long Hao left.