Just as Wang Weishan was immersed in the deluded triumph of believing he saw through everything, the entire sky was suddenly enveloped by a mysterious and majestic aura.
Zhao Ziying, her black robes rustling in the wind, led a formidable array of renowned Prison Lords from the Underworld. Like a torrent of darkness, carrying an immense pressure, they descended upon the ceremony venue.
Even more striking was Ksitigarbha, radiating a compassionate and auspicious Buddhist light amidst them, looking entirely out of place alongside the other Prison Lords.
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