In the present day, Everburn was a bustling city that was glowing with a resplendent beauty that combined both modern and antiquated elements. There were antiquated buildings lining the streets, but the interior of these buildings was illuminated by electrical lighting. Despite this, the setting was extremely natural, unlike the buildings modeled after ancient buildings in the mortal realm.

At the back of the spacious conference hall was an ancient Cathayan-style screen, and vibrant artwork depicting the 18 abysses of punishment were drawn onto the wooden walls. Palatial lanterns constructed in the shape of dragon heads illuminated the entire hall, and Zhou Yu was looking out at the city through a window, feeling a myriad of emotions at once.

Has Everburn already become this prosperous? 

It still couldn't compare with the Fengdu of old, but in the span of less than 20 years, it had already far surpassed his Laos Underworld.

The 12 envoys were seated around a conference table behind him, and just as Zhou Yu had anticipated, not even a single one of the 12 envoys was absent.

A gust of Yin wind swept over him, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The 12 envoys were once the most powerful Infernal Judges below Abyssal Prefects. In fact, they had once been Abyssal Prefects, but had been forced to regress...