"Senior Kunpeng! I wonder what the purpose is for your forceful entrance into my Ksitigarbha Cave?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s gaze fell on Kunpeng, as he asked.
"After Master Wuchao’s demise, his soul should already have fallen into your hands, correct? What would it take for you to hand him over to ?"
Without mincing words, Kunpeng asked Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Amitabha, Senior, do not put the impoverished monk in a difficult position. Handling the reincarnation of all Immortals and Buddhas is a Bodhisattva’s duty. How could one knowingly break the law?" Upon hearing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head, showing refusal.
Kunpeng frowned, his expression sowhat displeased, saying, "Ksitigarbha, don’t think I don’t know. Recently, many have taken lost souls from here, but when it cos to , it’s not possible?"
Kunpeng ca this ti, prepared for the costs of retrieving Master Wuchao’s soul.
However, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva showed no intention of bargaining, which surprised Kunpeng.
"Senior, it is not my refusal of your request, but since the last ti the Jade Emperor forcibly took the Empress’s soul away, not only did the Jade Emperor receive heavenly punishnt, but the impoverished monk was also punished by the Heavenly Dao..."
Lowering his head, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva spoke in a troubled manner.
"So, are you truly unwilling to hand over Master Wuchao’s soul?" Kunpeng asked one last ti, resolutely.
"Amitabha..." Chanting a Buddha’s na, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not speak.
Yet this silent attitude clearly expressed his intent.
"So, Bodhisattva, you wish for to act like the Jade Emperor and take action directly?" After a brief silence, Kunpeng resolved himself and asked Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
To directly seize lost souls from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? Kunpeng was well aware this would invite heavenly retribution upon himself.
However, Kunpeng had ntally prepared for this outco.
"Amitabha, I advise Senior not to proceed this way!" Upon hearing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva maintained bowed head, shaking it while speaking.
He had clearly stated his position, yet Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva still would not hand over the soul?
Clenching his teeth, Kunpeng said nothing, instead raising his hand directly, reaching out to seize Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Buzz!
Just as Kunpeng took action against Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, suddenly, the entire Ksitigarbha Cave shone brightly.
Soon, these lights condensed, transforming into chains, binding Kunpeng’s limbs securely.
"What is this?" Bound and struggling intensely, Kunpeng found it incredible he could not break free.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s cultivation level was only at the Daluo Golden Immortal level, yet he could bind Kunpeng?
How was this possible?
"Amitabha, Senior, ever since the Jade Emperor took the Empress’s soul that day, the Heavenly Dao has transford this Ksitigarbha Cave, forbidding anyone from taking lost souls from here again!"
Seeing Kunpeng bound, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva explained.
"Heavenly Dao, so that’s it..." Upon hearing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s explanation, Kunpeng realized.
No wonder he was subdued instantly, unable even to resist. Besides a Saint’s intervention, it seed only the Heavenly Dao could achieve this.
"Senior, do not deceive yourself! Begone!" Seeing Kunpeng immobilized at the hands, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva urged.
After speaking, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva waved his hand!
Soon, Kunpeng, whose form was bound, was propelled out of Ksitigarbha Cave.
As Kunpeng’s form flew out of the cave’s entrance at that mont, the chains binding his limbs burst, restoring Kunpeng’s freedom.
Though he regained freedom upon exiting the cave, standing at Ksitigarbha Cave’s entrance, Kunpeng chose not to rush back in.
With heavenly forces intervening, forbidding anyone from seizing souls within, re-entering would yield no different result.
"Alas, is there truly no way to rescue the Crown Prince’s soul?"
Standing with an unpredictable expression at the cave entrance for a long ti, Kunpeng sighed deeply, turning with a somber countenance to leave.
After the war of Shamans and Demons ended, although the Demon Clan dwindled, due to its unique nature, it was far from extinction!
Moreover, with one Golden Crow still belonging to the imperial family, deep down, Kunpeng held onto a sliver of hope!
Perhaps soday, the Heavenly Dao would determine the Demon Clan’s rise? Such a possibility wasn’t utterly ruled out?
Yet today, with the last Golden Crow gone, the possibility of the Demon Clan’s rise ceased, naturally leaving Kunpeng dejected.
"Amitabha, Senior Kunpeng, eting here was quite serendipitous..."
Just as Senior Kunpeng was silently murmuring to himself, flying in mid-air, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from below.
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng turned in the direction of the voice, and saw a figure on the ground greeting him—it was the Sandalwood rit Buddha, a core mber of the Journey to the West Pilgrimage Team.
"Sandalwood rit Buddha? How co you’re here?" Kunpeng descended after a brief mont of contemplation, and asked in surprise.
"Amitabha, I, the humble monk, ca from Chang’an City. Seeing it’s getting late, I decided to stop and rest, unexpectedly finding Senior Kunpeng here!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu casually explained with a sentence.
With these words, Jiang Liu paused slightly and then continued, "eting is fate, how about having a al together?"
"Fate?" Upon hearing Jiang Liu’s words, Kunpeng originally wanted to leave.
Yet at this mont, a sudden stirring in his heart, acting as if under a spell, he nodded and said, "Since that’s the case, I’ll be your guest!"
"No need for such courtesy, Senior!" Jiang Liu said with a slight smile, and then began setting out utensils, getting busy.
Soon enough, so skewers were roasted and sprinkled with chili powder and cumin powder, emitting an aromatic scent that had Kunpeng salivating.
Eating while drinking, the atmosphere between them looked quite good.
"By the way, why are you here, Senior?" While eating skewers and drinking wine, Jiang Liu casually asked Kunpeng.
"It’s for Master Wuchao’s lost soul..."
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng did not intend to hide anything, and began recounting his experiences in Ksitigarbha Cave thoroughly to Jiang Liu.
"So, the previous earthly anomaly was because Master Wuchao t his demise!" Jiang Liu feigned a revelation as he spoke upon hearing Kunpeng’s story.
"Sigh..." Kunpeng let out a long sigh.
He didn’t say much more, just kept his head down, silently drinking and eating skewers.
"It seems, Senior Kunpeng, our eting today is indeed destined by fate!" Suddenly, at this mont, Jiang Liu spoke up.
"Oh? What do you an by that?" Hearing this, Kunpeng glanced at Jiang Liu with so surprise and asked.
"Recently, I happened to acquire a treasure called the Soul Summoning Banner, perfect for rescuing Master Wuchao!" Jiang Liu explained, stating he incidentally possessed a treasure to save the day.
Previously, when Jiang Liu led Ming Sect’s masters, along with Fairy Yunxiao and Zhao Gongming, to the Heavenly Court to rescue Gaoyang, Master Wuchao appeared at a crucial ti, breaking the Star Dipper Formation of Complete Cycle and providing great help.
Thus, upon learning of Master Wuchao’s demise and realizing he could help, Jiang Liu proactively offered assistance, naturally, as was proper.
"Soul Summoning Banner? As far as I know, it can’t summon the lost souls of Immortals and Buddhas, can it?" Hearing Jiang Liu’s words, Kunpeng asked Jiang Liu with so skepticism.
"No, my Soul Summoning Banner is different from ordinary ones; it can even summon the souls of deceased Quasi-Saint experts!" Jiang Liu shook his head, stating seriously.
Co on, considering it was drawn from a Divine Level Treasure Chest, could it just be an ordinary Soul Summoning Banner? Jiang Liu certainly didn’t believe that!
"Oh? Truly? If that’s really the case, the value of this treasure is beyond asure!" Upon hearing Jiang Liu’s explanation, Kunpeng widened his eyes, exclaiming in shock.
Though still half-skeptical, Jiang Liu’s explanation left Kunpeng deeply amazed.
While believing Jiang Liu had no reason to joke about this matter and trusting Jiang Liu’s character, seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving.
"If this treasure truly exists, please quickly summon Master Wuchao’s lost soul, rit Buddha, otherwise, if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva arranges for reincarnation, it might be too late!"
Originally despairing, now feeling as if a way out suddenly appeared, Kunpeng urged Jiang Liu.
"Alright, Senior, let give it a try!" Hearing this, Jiang Liu didn’t waste any words and nodded.
With pressing matters at hand, he set aside his wine cup and skewers, stood up, and beckoned with his hand.
The Soul Summoning Banner from the spatial pocket directly fell into Jiang Liu’s hand, the ancient banner unfurled, fluttering in the wind.
Then, holding the Soul Summoning Banner, Jiang Liu began to gently shake it, simultaneously calling out Master Wuchao’s na.
Once, twice, three tis...
With each shake, Jiang Liu called Master Wuchao’s na.
Kunpeng beside him did not intend to interrupt Jiang Liu, just quietly observing.
With Kunpeng’s eyesight, he could see that each ti Jiang Liu shook the banner and called Master Wuchao’s na, a peculiar power emanated from the Soul Summoning Banner, rging into the void and disappearing.
Thus, after shaking the Soul Summoning Banner a total of eighty-one tis, while Jiang Liu simultaneously called Master Wuchao’s na eighty-one tis...
A lost soul appeared in the void, coming directly before Jiang Liu...
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