Qin Ye slowly made his way up the staircase that led to the second floor.

He had scaled this staircase on countless occasions in the past, but never had he felt so tense yet so eager for what was about to come next.

The second floor was already filled with guards. The door was still closed, yet through the intricately constructed windows, one could see an ocean of netherflames outside!

There were far too many Yin spirits to count!

At this moment, not a single netherworldly citizen was staying in their home. Everyone had gathered at the plaza, which had a radius of two kilometers, but it was entirely packed with netherworldly citizens stretching as far as the eyes could see in all directions. The netherfire in their eyes had formed a dazzling sea of stars.

Even though Qin Ye was already mentally prepared for this, his heart still shuddered at the sight of this astonishing scene.

This wasn't something that could be experienced at any concert. Even a concert with 100,000 attendees was nothing compared with this marvelous spectacle.

The commotion was so loud that it was surely audible even in the heavens.

Under this extremely solemn and ceremonial atmosphere, none of the netherworldly citizens were speaking in disrespectfully loud voices, but with so many people present, even faint whispers and hushed conversations were enough to form a sea of voices that stunned the beholder.

"We're entering the final five minutes, My Lord! Please...