In front of the underworld, any living being is insignificant and can easily be struck down.
Nangong Hong was directly swallowed into the underworld! The Disaster Power he had painstakingly collected was also entirely devoured by the underworld, providing it with some energy.
Within the underworld, Nangong Hong completely fell apart.
He looked at the Bridge of Helplessness, at the River of Oblivion, at the endless parade of ferocious ghosts howling, screaming, and mocking him.
"This... this place... this is... am I dreaming? Am I... am I..." Nangong Hong shivered all over, close to losing his mind.
"Hehe~~" Huang Xiaolong hovered in the dark void of the underworld, crowned and robed in yellow, as high as the sun and moon, as large as heaven and earth, mastering everything, carrying the majestic presence of a ruler of the world, perfectly controlling the underworld, commanding millions of Yin spirits and fierce ghosts who dared not disobey.
