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Werther had just beheaded the Good Corpse and gained a new understanding and understanding of the Buddhist Sangha. Although Monk Duo E was severely injured, the original body was still around. It was easy for him to transcend the Undead Rebirth. He began to chant the 'Rebirth Codex', and the chanting of the scriptures gradually spread into the distance. The sea goddess recklessly used her endless divine power, causing more than twenty percent of the sea race's creatures to die.

As the scriptures were recited, a buddhist light appeared behind Werther's head, and gradually, the circle of buddhist light grew stronger, revealing various types of Pure Land of the Buddha. On the surface of the sea, floating corpses also appeared one after another living souls, all of them belonging to different kinds of sea race. Their soul expressions were originally very fearful, but when they were illuminated by the buddhist light, they immediately turned peaceful. The most obvious effect of the Buddhist Body was that it even had to admit defeat to the mystical arts of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Especially when Werther used the supreme Buddhist Art, the effect was even more obvious.

Naturally, he felt peaceful and happy in his heart. He could not help but follow Werther's voice as he began to chant, and like this, every time a vengeful spirit was transmuted, the Buddhist light would become stronger and stronger, and like this, the buddhist light would become more and more resplendent. At first, the buddhist light could only cover a radius of ten miles, but with the addition of tens of thousands of wronged souls, the scope of the buddhist light expanded threefold, and then more and more ghosts would be cast into the pure buddhist country. As for the "Rebirth Spell", it had become an inconceivable chant that produced an incredible amount of power.

The dense Buddhist light was like a substance, suddenly flying up from behind Werther's head, still in the form of Monk Dewe in the air, with a smile on his face. Amidst the chanting of the Forever-Bright Buddhist light behind him, space suddenly opened up, as if an immeasurable space had appeared out of nowhere, and one could vaguely see that all the mountains, rivers, and stars, as well as the souls of the wrongdoers, had been infected by the Buddhist light and were immediately reincarnated. There was neither joy nor sadness on Werther's face. His entire state of mind was immersed in an extremely peaceful and wonderful state. Above his head, Monk Duo E's entire body glowed with a golden light as he appeared on the golden body of the Buddha. He was a thousand feet tall with buddhist light rippling from the back of his head and behind him was the mystical world of buddha.

Without a perfect reincarnation mechanism, the dead could only rely on worshippers and gods to receive peace and quiet in their divine realm. However, since the majority of the dead could not enjoy this kind of treatment, they could only stay in the underworld and wander around all day, waiting for their only option was to destroy this world. But the appearance of Buddhist Mantras completely changed this situation, and more and more Undead threw themselves into the Pure Land of Buddha. Even those who have committed heinous crimes would be transmigrated by Buddhist Mantras, and the worst case scenario would be reincarnation, with no result of causing their souls to fly into the air. Thus, this year, as soon as Erxan started preaching, he caused a huge commotion in the Grace Mainland, and this was also the reason why the Gods did not hesitate to join forces to kill him. If the followers were to go worship Buddhism, who would be able to provide the gods with the power of faith? Wasn't this equivalent to taking the life of a god?

This was a benign cycle. The more vengeful souls that were transmigrated, the greater the trust and willingness to die, and the greater the number of Elysian Buddhist Kingdoms that could be created. And when the number of vengeful spirits that had been captured in the Pure Land of Doom reached one million, a tremendous and peerless power of will was released. Finally, it reached the pinnacle of a qualitative change. With the sound of glass shattering, the space behind Monk Duo E started to shatter, and then the two spaces started to merge back together, forming two brand-new and relatively independent spaces. Following the continuous infusion of the vengeful spirits, the space started to crack and integrate.

After an unknown amount of time, more than seventy percent of the lost souls of the Sea Tribes in the Endless Sea were transmuted by Werther. The space behind Monk Kuirman swelled to three thousand! Correct, a total of three thousand! 3000 minor dimension! Every single one of them was as big as the Grace Mainland, although they were not as bright as the sun or the moon, they shone brightly like the sun and the moon, with countless pagodas standing tall in every world, emitting waves of gentle Buddhist light, and the Sea Tribes, regardless of race or gender, were all dressed as buddhist cultivators, reciting their sutras sincerely.

With the nourishment from the tremendous amount of power of will, the previously dejected face gradually turned better. This kind of devout faith was called 'power of will' in the Buddhist sect, while the Grace Mainland was called 'power of faith'. It was a wondrous and magical power. The three thousand minor dimensions behind him were the sea creatures that had crossed into nearly ten million. They had borrowed their power of will to forcefully open up a space that was independent of the real world. As they continued to absorb followers, it gradually expanded and improved.

According to the buddhist faith, the three thousand minor worlds formed a dimensional realm, and the three thousand dimensional worlds formed a dimensional realm. When Dewu successfully opened the three thousand boundless dimensions, then he would be able to attain the buddhist fruit and experience the highest level of happiness and rebirth. Regardless of their origin, when the Buddhist light shone on the souls of the wrongdoers of the Sea Tribes, all sorts of buddhist desires would naturally appear in their minds. If they cultivated according to the law, not only could they deduct their karma, but they could also build up their blessings. Therefore, they were all extremely pious believers. At this moment, all the thoughts of the sea goddess and Poseidon had been completely forgotten. This was also the strength of the Buddhist Mother. She truly did have the ability to bewitch people's hearts.

Even the sun and moon could not cover up the brilliance of the buddhist light. On the fourth day, Wurhan and Michelle finally woke up and opened their eyes to a scene they could not forget for the rest of their lives. Countless rays of spiritual light were like magnets, constantly being thrown into the ominous space behind the huge golden deity, turning into a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives. The two of them looked at each other and felt endless bitterness. Even the descent of the sea goddess' clone could not do anything to the human youth, and the two of them actually overestimated themselves and wanted to provoke him. Thinking about it now, they were truly afraid.

Werther couldn't be bothered to care about them at all. He was currently immersed in a peculiar state with all his heart and soul, perceiving the wonders and greatness of the Buddhist magic. The more he understood the Buddhist magic, the more beneficial it would be for him to cultivate the mystical arts and the Devil Arts. On the seventh day at noon, the vengeful spirits of the Endless Sea had almost all been crossed. There were millions of living creatures in the three thousand minor worlds, and the tremendous power they produced every day even shocked Werther. Moreover, this power was pure and could be completely absorbed without anything else. At this rate, it would only take 10 years before he would be able to evolve into a pure land again, creating and extinguishing dimensional realms. His strength had reached an unimaginable boundary.

At this moment, Werther suddenly had an idea. He raised his head and looked towards the north, his gaze seeming to pierce through the void. After a while, he retracted his gaze, and a smile appeared on his face. Two figures emerged from within. They were covered by a cloak, and their appearances could not be seen clearly. In their hands were a large black sickle, and their entire bodies were exuding a deathly aura and nether energies. From behind them, one could even hear the howls of ghosts and the howls of wolves.

These two were dressed like the legendary emissaries of Hades, who came and went between the underworld and the mortal world to collect new souls and bring them back to the underworld. It was the Death Emissary under the Netherworld God. As soon as the two came out of the spatial tunnel, one of them grumbled, "We were living well in the Netherworld. Why is there suddenly such a strong aura of death coming from this plane, causing us to have to make a special trip?" Another death god shouted, "Shut your stinky mouth, Borg! Collect all of your souls and return to the Underworld! " Borg humphed, "Beck, I have tolerated you for a long time. Don't think that just because you have been good under Master Mandela that you dare to yell at me and make me angry, I will kill you!"

Bei Feng overcame his weakness and said, "Alright, I was wrong. Let's hurry up and do something. After all, this place isn't the Underworld. It's still dangerous for us Death Gods." Borg sneered, "We are gods and gods. How can anyone threaten us here?" Eh? "This is ?" His voice suddenly became extremely surprised. Baker also exclaimed, "This kind of energy wave is godly!" Borg shouted, "And it is the divine power of the water gods. Such purity, oh my god, could it be that His Majesty Poseidon has descended! "

The two deities shouted in confusion, while Werther calmly and leisurely sized them up. Monk Duo E had transferred almost seventy percent of the vengeful souls and had already retracted his sacred art. However, he still appeared as the golden body of Buddha, floating above Werther's head. It was very easy to see the cultivation bases of the two gods. They were merely in the realm of demigods, but their divine sparks held the meaning of death and destruction, and for most of their lives, they merely possessed a powerful restraining force.

Where there should have been a silent death zone, a guy with a calm expression suddenly appeared. Anyone would not be able to help but doubt him, especially the strange golden body above his head, which seemed to be a Fist Will Sword God, exuding waves of suffocating fluctuations. The two of them were used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong. They actually didn't dare to act too arrogantly, affected by Werther's appearance and the strange atmosphere. Werther smiled faintly and waved his hand. "Are you two Death Gods from the Underworld?" It just so happens that I have some things to ask you, so don't leave! "