Rumble… Yin energy filled the air, dyeing the skies black like an ever-spreading plague.

Darker than the skies of Hell, and more ghastly than night itself. It was a wave of energy powerful enough to cause the entire port to tremble in fear. Yin energy engulfed Ashmound Port. Su Daji and Qin Hui shuddered with primal fear. Meanwhile, every other Yin spirit working at the ports stopped what they were doing and gasped coldly at the darkness of the skies.

Gu Qing, Zu Chongzhi and the others stood at the front of the port. Even though the waves of Yin energy were boundless and majestic, it didn’t feel terrifying to them in the slightest. In fact, it even felt as though a warm spring breeze was embracing their entire being. Zhang Heng did a double take in the skies, and then cupped his fists and bowed respectfully, “Yama-King… This is a new Yama-King, but his aura feels somewhat… familiar. He’s probably someone that we’re already acquainted with.”

One by one, the engineers cupped their fists and bowed respectfully. Even the monarch beasts immediately lay prostrate on the ground with their heads bowed low. The dock, which had just been bustling with activity earlier, was now completely shrouded in silence. And it was amidst this dead silence that Qin Ye descended from the skies and onto the docks, together with Wang One Tail, the Harken, and Zhao Yun.

“This is…” Li Chun’s brows twitched slightly - Such unbridled,...