"Not even daring to report your name, yet you dare to be so arrogant!"
Kṣitigarbha roared furiously, as his thousand-zhang tall figure, seated in a lotus position, soared towards the black shadow. Behind him, six golden arms made various gestures, seemingly symbolizing something.
Faced with Kṣitigarbha, the black shadow formed by the Netherworld Qi lashed out with a palm strike.
With one palm strike, tumultuous waves were whipped up, carrying the highly corrosive Netherworld Qi with it, but Kṣitigarbha didn't dodge. Instead, six golden arms consecutively struck out with palm strikes.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The Netherworld waves were dispersed by Kṣitigarbha's palm wind, preventing the Netherworld Qi from touching his body.
The surrounding Netherworld Soldiers scattered like birds, fearing accidental injury. Even Zhong Kui had to retreat, putting distance between himself, Kṣitigarbha, and the black shadow.
