Heaven and Earth, too, had their time of desolate exhaustion. Within the Heaven Wasteland Netherworld, the scenery was bleak, and the mountains and lands no longer existed; the Dark Age arrived, the lands were entombed in ice, and the shattered rivers and mountains lay barren and deathly still.
If not for the thirty-odd Monarchs standing behind the Great King of the Underworld, they too might have turned to dust.
Everyone seemed to have traveled back to the beginning of Heaven and Earth Creation. The broken rivers and mountains vanished as Heaven and Earth transformed into a pair of grinding discs, crushing all life, grinding out the existence of all beings.
The retinue of the Great Underworld King stood upon the long shaft of the grinding disc, the only safe zone.
