After parting with the ruler death gods of the three pillars, Qin Ye sped directly toward the new continent as a gust of Yin wind.

Along the way, fierce wind was swept up all around him, raising enormous waves on either side of his body. He couldn't help but reminisce about his first visit to the new continent. At the time, he had taken extreme caution not to be detected, yet now, he was able to blatantly make the journey, and no one would dare to stop him.

He had already achieved everything that he could in Earth's underworld.

Granted, the Cathayan Underworld still wasn't the most powerful underworld. In the wake of the fall of the old Hell, several thousand years worth of netherworldly citizens, skilled personnel, and accumulated wealth and resources had been lost. However, the current Cathayan Underworld already had the right to lead the world forward once again.

Even looking back now, some of the choices that he had made were still quite harrowing to him. However, it was only due to those bold gambles and all types of fortunate circumstances that he was in his current position, able to fly over the Atlantic Ocean with reckless abandon, rather than cowering in the...