Gloomy and desolate, the Earthly Palace was ornamented by the cascading silver radiance, rendering the vast land more silent than ever.
"For over a thousand years, as a disciple, I've learned much by the side of my Master! Immortal Law, Array Dao, Alchemy Dao… but…" Ksitigarbha fell into reminiscence. Suddenly, his pitch-black face twisted into a ferocious sneer: "But you deliberately didn't teach me the art of divination! Did you think that I would forever be your pawn, forever at your beck and call?"
Zhunti's face flushed with rage as he berated, "Ksitigarbha, is this the way you speak to your Master?"
