First gate of hell.

On a black altar inside of a palace with numerous pillars, a being gritted his teeth and said: “Market King, how dare you sever my arm…”

“Whoosh!” The void was torn asunder and nine white tails assaulted the altar.

Pillars collapsed and then the entire palace, killing many specters in the process.

Lord of Chaos flew out from the debris: “Market King, this is a gate of hell!”

“I know what it is, that’s why you are still alive.” An imposing voice echoed and frightened the countless specters and souls.

Lord of Chaos didn’t dare to be disrespectful despite...