Zeng Shuai sighed wistfully, “When I fulfilled the Great Vow and ascended into paradise,  the great collapse was so powerful that only the second King Yanluo could resist its effects. Not even the first King Yanluo of Hell was spared. However, he didn’t lift a single finger. He remained right there in his palace, watching my ascension with his hands behind his back. I was even pleading for him to resolve the problem that plagued the mortal realm and the netherworld. Unfortunately… his response was curt and simple.”

Silence.

After a long time, Qin Ye hazarded a guess, “Without destruction, there can be no renewal?”

Zeng Shuai nodded, “You can’t even begin to fathom the situation that plagued the old Hell. The Infernal Judge that accompanies you right now has never seen the top secrets of Hell accessible only by the upper echelons of Hell. Not even the twelve envoys were privy to such information. To their minds, Hell was simply domineering and powerful. Only the Harken and other Yama-King level entities were aware that Hell was already on the verge of crumbling on itself. If… Hell sustained another invasion akin to the Eight-Nation Alliance that besieged Cathay some time back, then… Hell would truly be in trouble. Furthermore… Hell was already at the point of no return.”

“No matter how powerful the second King Yanluo is, it would still be impossible to resist a coalition formed by the top powers of the world, including Anubis, Thanatos, Yamaraja and Hades. Besides, there’s still the tens of billions of invading Yin soldiers to take into consideration. And worse still, I dare not fathom whether the imperial giants in Hell would even be willing to stand united with Hell when such an invasion occurs. Would they see the invaders as enemies? Or would they see it as an oppo...