God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen released Sikong One and Two from the Universe Spiritual Map.

The two monks stood on either side of Zhang Ruochen. They put their hands together in prayer and looked very solemn. Brilliant Buddhist light radiated from them.

In an instant, expansive Buddhist chants sounded throughout the Provincial Military Governor Residence. The ghost souls in the Grade Four Ghost King Formation all retreated in fear.

Sikong Ones deep timbre sounded, “The levels of these dead souls are too low. One scroll of Paradise Scripture will send you off.”

Sikong Two shook his head. “The Paradise Scripture can only be used to redeem the lost souls of mortals. It isnt of much use to the shadow soldiers and ghost generals that have been sacrificed before.”

Sikong One laughed as if he had everything under control. “Then a scroll of the Amitayus Scripture will be enough to send them ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Amitabha!”

“Amitayus Scripture has great accomplishments and power,” Sikong Two said. “Master said its used for Ghost Kings.”

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Sikong One and Sikong Two seemed very holy, like two esteemed monks. Even Feng Yinchan started looking worried. The Thousand Buddha Way indeed had some ancient scriptures that could redeem the souls of the shadow soldiers of the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race.

Qingyi Chan was also a bit moved, never having expected that Zhang Ruochen was able to summon two high monks of the Buddhist Way.

If the ghost soldiers that Feng Yinchan had brought over were all redeemed, their advantage would be flipped.

“Cant you hurry up and chant to send them off?” Zhang Ruochen urged.

“I dont know how,” Sikong One answered honestly.

Zhang Ruochen froze and then his expression darkened. He suddenly had the urge to yell at someone.

If you dont know how to, why did you talk so arrogantly? So confidently?