Izanami and the nameless god of death weren't present. They knew that if they were to try to suck up to the Cathayan Underworld now, they would be denounced by both sides. As the two underworlds that had stood the most decisively with the three pillars, they couldn't afford to incur the wrath of the three pillars. They still had to rely on the three pillars to protect them.

Even so, there were already dozens of death gods gathered here. They were conversing with one another, and occasionally, one of them would pick up a glass of champagne from one of the servers traversing between the tables, but for the most part, everyone had their eyes firmly trained on the entrance.

This type of setting was supposed to be the ideal place for death gods to exchange information and establish good relations with allies, especially for the smaller underworlds, but no one was in the mood to talk about any official matters. One side would raise some idle small talk, while the other party would give a halfhearted response, and everyone's hearts were pounding violently.

A new energy resource was right in front of their eyes! They could accept being called hyenas or vultures, but there was no way they would be willing to pass up this opportunity!

They hadn't accepted the olive branch extended by the Cathayan Underworld several days ago, so they had to take...