Near the end of 1969.

In a certain guest hall, Gao Changgong was seated on his chair in a respectful manner, taking occasional glances at the two death gods in the hall through the eyeholes of his bronze mask.

This was a spacious room constructed with some Great Viet influences, but of course, it was mostly constructed in the typical style of the Cathayan Underworld. At the back of the hall was an embroidered screen that was around three meters in length and roughly a meter tall, depicting the Aurogon dancing through a sea of clouds. Around it were several resplendent lanterns, and the entire hall was very elegant to behold.

At the center of the room were two rows of tables and chairs, and the two death gods were seated on the first and second chairs of the row on the left.

They were already extremely old, and they were wearing Aztec-style cloaks with green as the primary color scheme. These cloaks were embellished with intricately crafted golden ornaments and colorful feathers, and complex tattoos could be seen on the exposed parts of their skin. It was clear from their presentation that they were taking this visit very seriously.

There was an indescribable aura of rot and decay in their Yin energy, and if it weren't for the fact that his presence was necessary, Gao Changgong would've already fled from the room.

With each passing second, he felt as if he were slowly aging, and in addition to that, these were two deranged death gods that no one in the world dared to provoke! This was probably the only place where they...