“This is the underworld?!” While Qing Yu had never visited the underworld before, the little fox in her arms had. The celestial master tomb she’d constructed in the Primordial Era was located in the underworld.

She jumped out of Qing Yu’s arms and peered intently at the charred earth, then shook her head fiercely.

“How is this possible? How can this be the underworld?” Still, she didn’t believe her eyes.

“I was once one of its holy kings, and while I can’t say that I know it like the back of my hand, I am certain that this is the underworld.” Lu Yun’s eyes stared fixedly at a certain spot of this burnt land. There seemed to be a towering mountain there that pierced...