The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

"Does Heaven and Earth not care whether evil spirits repent or not?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood there, stunned, for a long time before he came to his senses.

Before coming to the underworld, he had wanted to make a vow of great compassion: "I will not attain enlightenment until hell is emptied." He once believed that this action was an act of great wisdom and compassion.

Fang Yang's words shattered his greatest pride.

The soul's transmigration between the realms of Yin and Yang is a process of the evolution of heaven and earth. Rather than endlessly performing rituals to liberate evil spirits imprisoned in hell, it would be better to enter the mortal world and build bridges and pave roads for virtuous beings.

The energy he uses to deliver one evil spirit from the eighteenth level of hell can benefit countless beings in the mortal world.

"Evil spirits are also part of the living beings; can't we give them a chance?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was still unwilling to give up. He tried to put up a last-ditch effort to prove that his actions were not entirely wrong.

Fang Yang looked at the Ksitigarbha Daoist Lord, whose Dao heart was in turmoil, his eyes remaining as calm as still water.

"Since you have come to me, you must have already made up your mind. In truth, there is no right or wrong in this world; everyone has their own moral compass. Your wish to deliver the souls of the eighteen levels of hell is your choice, and my wish to erase the memories of the evil spirits of the eighteen levels of hell is my own. If you did not wholeheartedly agree with me, you would not have appeared before me. You might as well examine your own heart and see what you truly want to do."

The clash of ideologies is inherently subtle. If Ksitigarbha Daojun hadn't accepted Fang Yang's approach, he would never have come to Fang Yang for clarification. His appearance was because he wanted a definitive answer from Fang Yang, hoping to convince himself through Fang Yang's words.

Sometimes, people need a stepping stone.

"My true thoughts..."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva murmured to himself, gradually accepting his transformation.

He was by no means a pedantic person; when competing with his peers for opportunities, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was by no means a saint.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was simply accustomed to using his compassion to teach sentient beings, practicing his own principles. But one day, someone suddenly told him that teaching sentient beings didn't necessarily require compassion. This idea greatly impacted his own beliefs, leaving him momentarily speechless.

It's not actually that hard to truly accept your own inner thoughts.

"In fact, I have long understood that only those beings who know how to save themselves are qualified to receive the salvation of heaven and earth. However, I am unwilling to acknowledge new viewpoints and new understandings."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva let out a long sigh of relief, and the slight worry in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He knew perfectly well that all his efforts to help a group of evil spirits who refused to be saved were ultimately nothing more than self-pity, a waste of all his energy on something worthless.

"Among us, Fellow Daoist Fang Yang is the one who truly possesses great wisdom and compassion."

Having accepted all of this, Ksitigarbha Daojun's gaze returned to clarity, devoid of any gloom or confusion. He fully understood the principles Fang Yang had spoken of.

The ones he should truly save and deliver are not the evil spirits of hell, but the countless ghosts suffering in the underworld.

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist. The three things I promised will remain true forever. In the future, if you ever need my help, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

At this moment, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva deeply admired Fang Yang. Without Fang Yang's guidance, his path of teaching might very well have gone astray.

Fang Yang nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing: "Fellow Daoist has already grasped the profound principles of the Great Dao. I shall take my leave now. Take care, Fellow Daoist."

After saying that, Fang Yang's body dispersed into a ball of magical power.

Upon seeing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was startled. He belatedly realized that Fang Yang had silently left while they were talking. The person sitting opposite him had always been an avatar of Fang Yang.

Thus, Fang Yang's image in the heart of Ksitigarbha became increasingly unfathomable.

Fang Yang had already left, so Ksitigarbha Daojun naturally wouldn't stay on Yin Mountain any longer. He summoned his Seventh-Rank Lotus Platform again, and with a whoosh, flew towards the Forgetfulness Palace.

Through Fang Yang's guidance, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva grasped the essence of the physical method of salvation. He is now going to find Meng Po to obtain the Water of Oblivion.

He followed Fang Yang's line of thought and completely agreed with Fang Yang's ideas. From now on, he would follow Fang Yang's example.

He taught the same way Fang Yang did, and he performed the same rituals to deliver demons and monsters as Fang Yang did.

He abandoned the idea that "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty," and decided to use "rivers of blood" to save all sentient beings.

Meng Po clearly anticipated the arrival of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. She truly couldn't understand the younger generation. This was true for the disciples of the Intercepting Sect who sought to seize a sliver of life, and it was also true for the disciples of the Western Sect who aimed to save all sentient beings.

On the plains of the unjustly deceased, the disciples of the Western Cult, led by Vimalamitra, were locked in a stalemate with nine hundred trillion evil spirits. The nine hundred trillion evil spirits continued to howl, their malevolent aura soaring to the heavens, while the disciples of the Western Cult were already exhausted, both physically and mentally.

They were overwhelmed by the sheer number of evil spirits they were performing the exorcism for at once.

The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.

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The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.

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They were overwhelmed by the sheer number of evil spirits they were performing the exorcism for at once.

The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.

The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.

The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.

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The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.

The return of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva greatly boosted the morale of the Western Sect disciples, who had almost thought he had given up. After his return, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded to Vimalamitra and then stepped into the Prajna Hell.

When the many evil spirits saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approaching them, they instinctively retreated. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and although the number of evil spirits was large, they posed no threat to him.

However, evil spirits are evil spirits; even when disaster strikes, they remain completely unaware.

An old ghost from the Lich Age actually flew in front of Ksitigarbha Daojun, taunting him wildly: "You little brat from the Western Sect, you finally lost your temper and tried to kill me. Come and kill me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its malevolent aura solidifying into a tangible form, as it clamored incessantly before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha looked at the stubborn and unruly demon before him with calm and unwavering eyes, devoid of any of his former compassion, only showing ruthless indifference.

He gently raised his hand, flicking a drop of water from his fingertips. Before the demon could react, the drop of forgetfulness struck its brow. In an instant, all the demon's obsessions, all its emotions, and all its memories were annihilated.

A pure ghost appeared in the Prajna Hell.

"The potion of forgetfulness! It's the potion of forgetfulness! He wants to use it to wash away our memories, to make us disappear completely!"

A knowledgeable old ghost let out a terrified scream, instantly causing an uproar among the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were finally frightened. Even immortals at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level could not withstand the power of the Forgetfulness Potion, let alone these evil spirits.

"How cruel you are! We are all living beings too, how can you be so heartless?!"

"You hypocrite of Western religion, you're not helping us, you're annihilating us!"

Nine hundred trillion evil spirits roared wildly, their voices overwhelming, accusing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and trying to persuade him to give up using the Water of Forgetfulness.

The response to the evil spirits was not Sanskrit chants or swastikas, but a long river of water that could make one forget love.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an entire river of forgetfulness flowed from his palm, the gray waters instantly engulfing the entire Prajna Hell. Wherever the water flowed, all the evil spirits were purified, leaving only clean souls.