Expiating the dead

There were many people in the Core Formation Tier here, so they weren't afraid of Prosperous Heaven's tricks.

Immediately, ten cultivators of the Core Formation Tier walked over and injected mystical power into the wooden fish. Countless veined patterns instantly lit up on the seemingly ordinary wooden fish.

Prosperous Heaven gave a light tap, and there was a crisp 'airy' sound. Then, she shouted lightly, "An!"

Instantly, the "An" character lit up, as if it had been boosted by some kind of power. Buddhist light overflowed, continuously enlarging. When everyone came into contact with it, they felt that Buddhist teachings were vast and mighty, capable of cleansing the hearts of others, and their hearts of strife declined sharply.

And to the dead souls, this Buddhist chant was no less than poison. As the 'An' character swept past, masses of dead souls turned into bits of light.

"An… Ma… Ni… Ba… Mi… Gu…"