The night was gentle with scattered stars. Occasional meteors streaked by in the distance, adding a
hint of mystery to the boundless universe.
However, the sky above the overseas immortal mountain of the Underworld was actually in turmoil as a
considerable commotion had broken out.
Someone had nailed a chain onto Shoraionji Temple and pulled it down from the void.
Golden light exploded with Buddhist texts, scattering all over the place. The light of Buddhism then
rushed straight to the vast universe and stirred up a turmoil. The commotion was so great that it
illuminated the entire Underworld, causing everything to be covered with golden light.
Shoraionji Temple crashed to the ground after it was dragged out of the void.
Boom!
A deafening explosion could be heard. As soon as Shoraionji Temple landed, it crushed a mountain.
The dilapidated temple was still unscathed, its walls completely undamaged. Then, the golden light
vanished, and the Buddhist texts disappeared without a trace. Everything seemed to have returned to
its initial peace.
Revealer Mahaâs voice seemed to have completely disappeared as well.
Alex took two steps backward and looked at the Grand Bodhisattva in disbelief. He was also the real
god of the Underworld, yet he somehow felt it all surreal.
âHow⦠How can you be the god of the Underworld?â
The god of the Underworld turned around and looked at Alex with a smile. âWhatâs wrong? Are you
shocked?â
His expression seemed to contain a certain exaltation of successful conspiracy.
Alex felt dejected as he could not accept that result no matter what. Revealer Maha had high hopes for
him, and Shelly also desperately improved his impression of Alex. Only then did Revealer Maha take
out his treasured water of Yin-Yang Chi and give it all to Alex, providing him incredible opportunities
and benefits⦠But now, he was equivalent to Revealer Mahaâs betrayer and inviting trouble to him
instead.
He smiled bitterly and said, âIâm shocked. The dignified god of the Underworld, the great demon king
who had caused Dairaionji Temple to suppress itself, actually disguised himself as a monk. Heâd even
claim to be the Grand Bodhisattva or whatever he calls it. He even went to great lengths to offer
enough benefits, taking advantage of a few minor characters. Even I⦠Pity him a little!â
The god of the Underworld still maintained the Buddhist gesture by erecting his left hand in front of his
chest while pulling the holy attributed chain with another hand.
He laughed heartily. âAmitabha. Iâll take that as a compliment.â
Alex looked speechless. âNow that weâve come to this point, why are you still reciting âAmitabhaâ? Just
show me your true face. Even if Iâm going to die, I want to understand the situation and meet the real
god of the Underworld once so that itâll satisfy my little fixation before death.â
The god of the Underworld said, âThis is my true face. A votarist doesnât lie. Every word Iâve said to you
is true.â
âD*mn!â Alex was genuinely going to be speechless this time.
âDonât tell me that youâre really some kind of Grand Bodhisattva, alright? Iâm not a three-year-old!â
âAmitabha. Youâre right. I am indeed the Grand Bodhisattva, but Iâm also the god of the Underworld in
your eyes.â
âHow is that possible?â Alex did not believe him.
âWhy is that impossible? Everything is possible!â the god of the Underworld said in a calm tone. Finally,
he even recited a Buddhist sutra, âThe phenomena of life may be likened unto a dream, a phantasm, a
bubble, a shadow, a glistening dew, or lightning flash, and thus ought to be contemplated.â
Alex was extremely speechless. It was not that he did not suspect his origins before, but he could not
see through him with his primordial and divine eyes.
In addition, he had stepped in many times and saved everyoneâs life. No one would suspect someone
like that would be the god of the Underworld. However, he just happened to be that.
Alex could not see through him using his divine and primordial eyes, and no one else suspected him
either. He could only say that the god of the Underworldâs cultivation level was too high and far
surpassed Alexâs, and he had long returned to his true self to the point of mixing the spurious with the
genuine.
Yet, he still emphasized that he did not deceive them.
What was the point of it?
Seeing that Alex seemingly did not believe him, the god of the Underworld was conflicted, and he
frowned. âWhat about it? You still donât believe me? Do you think Iâm lying?â
âArenât you? Whatâs done is done. Whatâs the point of dwelling on this?â
âNo, no, no. This is a matter of principle. I told you I didnât lie, so I mustnât.â
âHmm..? You lied about at least one thing.â
âWhich one?â
âYou used to say that you were a guardian of Dairaionji Temple, specializing in the suppression of the
god of the Underworld. But youâre the god of the Underworld. Isnât that a lie, then?â