Bab 368: Chapter 159: Buddha Descends Under the Mushroom Cloud, the Temple Destroyer Meets the Underworld Cat Face_2

He seemed determined to liberate the endless fierce ghosts that surged out as wildly as if the gates to the underworld had been flung open, all with his meager strength.

A statue full of cracks, broken and incomplete.

A monk, emaciated, his lamp of life nearly spent.

Like a struggling firefly in unending darkness, insignificant yet symbolizing a glimmer of hope.

Monk Fakong was similarly imprisoned, thrown into this courtyard to be transformed into a ghost along with many other destitute souls.

But he took out the Zhong Kui statue, challenging the Ghost Refining Array of the Corpse God Cult, suppressing the myriad of fierce ghosts, never letting them truly escape.

He even wanted to use his scant strength to purify, to liberate these indignant spirits and the endless resentment of the dead.

Li Che let out a sigh.

He couldn't help but admire Monk Fakong.

No wonder there was a need to suppress the ghosts.