The surroundings were permeated with layers of Yin Energy, which seemed almost tangible, as if one could feel it by merely reaching out, like touching tufts of cotton.
And Fan Wu, having just arrived in the Netherworld, heard a series of whispering voices. They were a band of malevolent spirits from the Underworld discussing in low tones.
"The Ghost King hasn't returned to the Underworld for quite a while now; I wonder what he's been doing in the human realm for such a long time," a minor demon from the Underworld said to its companion, "And many Ghost Generals have also followed the Ghost King to the human realm. Could it be that the Ghost King has some new plan?"
The minor demon's companion, full of curiosity, guessed, "Maybe, the Ghost King feels that his territory in the Underworld is already too vast and wants to expand his dominion into the human realm?"
"So the two of you, taking advantage of the Ghost King's absence, are here fabricating stories about him, aren't you?"
