Primordial Era: I, Ksitigarbha, shall be the Supreme Being of the Primordial Era.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva commanded his primordial spirit to unleash his magical power, searching for an anchor point on the primordial side of the void passage.

A moment later, the anchor point became clearly visible in the primordial spirit.

The Three Lives Stone transformed into a streak of light and slammed into the void, instantly revealing the passage built by Ksitigarbha in the dream world.

The passage wasn't long; it had only taken Ksitigarbha a moment to reach the dream world before, but this time, upon turning back, Ksitigarbha felt that the passage was incredibly long.

After drifting in the void for an unknown amount of time, Ksitigarbha finally sensed that something was wrong.

He hurriedly activated the Three Lives Stone to its fullest extent, enveloping his entire primordial spirit.

At that moment, the originally solid spatial passage suddenly trembled.

Ksitigarbha felt a pang of unease, fearing that something unexpected might happen on his return journey. So he took out the Bodhi seeds he had prepared earlier and placed them on his chest.

The spatial passage shook more and more violently, and Ksitigarbha could clearly see the cracks that had appeared on the passage.

Ksitigarbha's face showed bitterness, hoping that this passage could support his return.

But then, a cracking sound came from the passage, and chaotic energy from the void surged in through the crack.

Upon sensing the chilling winds from outside the passage that nearly froze his soul, Ksitigarbha realized that he had encountered a void hurricane.

"This luck is absolutely incredible! Didn't Master say I have great fortune?"

Without time to think, Ksitigarbha could only rely on instinct to open all the defenses on his primordial spirit, hoping to have a breath left.

In that case, the two masters could return to Mount Sumeru and save him.

"Bang! Crack! Snap!"

In the void hurricane, the constructed passage did not last even a moment.

When the passage collapsed, Ksitigarbha's consciousness instantly fell silent, with only the Three Lives Stone still shimmering with spiritual light, protecting Ksitigarbha's primordial spirit as it soared through the void.

……

"here it is……"

"Ouch, that hurts! Have I time-traveled again?"

After an unknown amount of time, Ksitigarbha's primordial spirit awoke, and the Three Lives Stone, having been overexerted, returned to Ksitigarbha's primordial spirit.

Only the Bodhi seed still exudes wisps of pure spiritual energy, protecting the primordial spirit of Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha realized that his magical power was exhausted and hurriedly tried to sit cross-legged to recover it, but found that it was pitch black all around and there was no spiritual energy.

After surveying the surroundings, a sense of familiarity instantly welled up in Jizo's heart.

"Demonic energy! Damn it, why is this place filled with demonic energy? Have I fallen into a demon's lair?"

Even with all the preparations Ksitigarbha had made, he never imagined he would fall into a place teeming with demonic energy.

Now that his spiritual energy is depleted, he will find it difficult to move an inch in this place.

Thinking of this, Ksitigarbha felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.

The only hope is that the pure spiritual energy within this Bodhi seed can last a little longer, so that when the two masters return from listening to the teachings at Zixiao Palace, they will notice the abnormality and use their magic to save them.

Having thought this through, Ksitigarbha sighed, "Fine, I'll go find a way out myself. I can't just sit here and wait to die."

This place was completely filled with demonic mist, making the roads difficult to find, so Ksitigarbha could only proceed slowly step by step.

Fortunately, no other creatures appeared in the demonic mist; otherwise, given Ksitigarbha's current state, even a mere Earth Immortal could easily kill him.

After walking several dozen steps, Ksitigarbha suddenly sensed that the amount of demonic energy in the demonic mist was gradually increasing.

He then looked around again and discovered that no matter which direction he went, the demonic mist would gradually increase.

I felt as if I were trapped in a cage.

This situation left Ksitigarbha feeling momentarily at a loss.

Since transmigrating, aside from the aftermath of the war between the Dao and the Demons, what I am facing now is probably the most dangerous one yet.

Left with no other choice, Ksitigarbha could only sit there, his mind blank, and dared not make any further move.

In the Purple Cloud Palace,

Hongjun's sermon was nearing its end.

At this moment, both Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been listening attentively to the teachings, were startled and realized that their disciple seemed to be in danger.

But the Daoist Master's sermon was not yet over, so the two Daoists had to suppress the excitement in their hearts.

A century has passed in the blink of an eye, and the Bodhi seed that protects the primordial spirit of Ksitigarbha has dimmed by nearly 90%.

The pure and ethereal aura emanating from it has been eroded by demonic energy, leaving only a thin layer.

Ksitigarbha's primordial spirit was weak, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"My life is over. I regret that I put the cart before the horse. If I had focused on cultivation and advanced to the Xuanxian realm, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

Ksitigarbha felt bitter, but he had no way to deal with the crisis at hand.

Suddenly, as if in a flash of inspiration before his death, Ksitigarbha's listless consciousness abruptly cleared.

"Demonic energy, demonic energy... Didn't I once sever a fragment of my soul tainted with demonic energy? If I let that fragment absorb the demonic energy, perhaps I could still survive!"

Thinking of this, Ksitigarbha quickly summoned the Three Lives Stone from his primordial spirit.

Although the divided soul has not yet been fully nurtured, in this life-or-death situation, we have no choice but to try anything.

As he spoke, he released the Three Lives Stone from the binding of the divided soul and let it go.

On that pitch-black split soul, a mysterious light emanated, so intense it seemed to draw the soul into it, making it impossible to look directly at.

The fragmented soul sensed the external environment, and its infant-like consciousness instantly sent a hungry, consuming desire to Ksitigarbha.

Seeing this, Ksitigarbha waved his hand and threw the divided soul into the demonic mist.

The moment the split soul touched the demonic mist, the originally calm mist seemed to boil, constantly changing and trembling.

The split soul became the core of the vortex, constantly absorbing the surrounding demonic energy.

Ksitigarbha could clearly sense that the divided soul was growing, growing rapidly.

Compared to its growth within the Three Lives Stone, its growth is simply astonishing. If it takes a full cycle to nurture and complete its growth within the Three Lives Stone, here, it might only take a thousand years.

Ksitigarbha was worried that such rapid growth might affect the split soul, but he was helpless against demonic energy and had no other choice at the moment.

Fortunately, Ksitigarbha could still sense the connection between himself and the divided soul, which meant that the divided soul would not escape his control, and that was enough.

As the surrounding demonic mist dissipated, Ksitigarbha was finally able to see his surroundings clearly.

This appears to be an underground cave; the dome is high, but visible to the naked eye.

The place where he was standing was on a stone bridge that was over a thousand feet wide in the cave.

Beneath the bridge lies an underground river, its waters meandering, their source and end unknown.

Following the divided soul that was absorbing demonic energy, a large gate came into Ksitigarbha's view.

The gate was black, carved with ferocious beasts and birds of prey, and covered with blood-red patterns.

In the very center of the entrance, there is a crack, the edges of which are extremely smooth, suggesting that it was cut by a sharp weapon.

The demonic energy continuously flowed out from this crack.

Ksitigarbha wanted to get closer to investigate, but as soon as his primordial spirit approached, a fierce and malevolent aura rushed towards him.

The already weak primordial spirit became even more precarious, causing Ksitigarbha to hastily retreat a few steps in alarm.

However, the demonic energy split soul seemed unaffected, and actually went straight forward and stuck to the crack to absorb the demonic energy.

Ksitigarbha returned to the stone bridge and sat cross-legged on the ground, not daring to make any rash moves. He tried his best to absorb a wisp of pure spiritual energy from the Bodhi seed to replenish some of the energy consumed by his primordial spirit.

Although he was no longer troubled by the erosion of demonic energy, judging from the current state of his primordial spirit, he could only hold on for another hundred years at most.

Ksitigarbha could only hope that his two masters would realize what was happening soon and come to his rescue...

Sixty years have passed in a flash, and the demonic energy fragments have somehow entered the door through the crack.

However, Ksitigarbha's original spirit showed no improvement whatsoever, and even exuded an aura of decay.