At the Aegyptian Underworld.

Anubis was holding a golden wine chalice, and there was a pharaoh headdress with a pattern of interchanging golden and green stripes adorned on his head. He was wearing a pristine white robe, and on his chest was a semi-circular piece of armor constructed from gold and sapphire. Currently, he was staring intently toward the east with an unblinking gaze.

There's no mistaking it... I'm sure of it... This is the sound of the reactivation of the Cathayan Underworld's creation-grade divine artifact, King Yanluo's Seal! 

The Cathayan Underworld had just ushered in a new era, which naturally involved a change in leadership, so it only made sense that King Yanluo's Seal was accepting a new owner, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something amiss.

Something's not quite right... He stroked his own chin gently with his mummified hand, and after a long while, he asked, "Where is our closest surveillance site to the array of the Cathayan Underworld?"

"That would be the Strait of Tsushima, my Lord," the owl perched on his shoulder immediately replied.

"Get them to relay to me the scenes they're seeing right away."

"Your wish is my command."

On the Strait of Tsushima, an elderly fisherman abruptly raised his head as he stood on his boat, and the sight that he was greeted by immediately had his jaw dropping straight to the ground. A series of peculiar Yin runes appeared before him, and several seconds later, he found himself adhered flat against his boat like a spider...