The night was deep.
In Wushuang City, there was silence, a far cry from the bustling scene of the Spring Festival when the peach blossoms bloomed in their thousands.
Everyone knew that war was imminent, and unrest stirred among the city's population. Thankfully, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body had not ordered a lockdown of the city, allowing the people to leave the city to avoid the conflict.
After pacing anxiously in the courtyard, at last, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body sensed the Nether King's Heart again.
"Chen Hao, you've finally activated the Nether King's Heart!" She was overjoyed.
"Why didn't you tell me about the Ghost King sealing the gates to the Netherworld and the Samsara Path?" Chen Hao asked sharply, his tone filled with anger.
Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body thrummed nervously twice before responding, "Chen Hao, it seems you're aware of the events in the mortal world. I didn't want to disturb your cultivation."
