That’s impossible!

The daolord of the asura instantly rebuffed the initial thoughts on his mind.

Hell’s great collapse had caused Fengdu Necropolis to be locked down entirely, and unless one used to be an Emissary of Hell, they would never be able to re-enter its premises. Naturally, the daolord of the asura hadn’t been able to do any more than probe around at its periphery.

That said, it remained an ironclad fact that Emissaries of Hell no longer roamed the surface of the mortal realm after Hell’s great collapse!

This meant that Hell no longer had sufficient Emissaries under its command. At least, this was the unanimous conclusion that the three daolords had all come to. But if this weren’t the case…

K-k-k-k-k… The daolord tightened his grip around the handrail, instantly digging deep grooves into it. If this weren’t the case… then wouldn’t I be digging my own grave right now?!

In fact… all three of us daolords would be digging our own graves…

Perhaps Hell simply didn’t have the time to attend to us for the time being. But if that were the case, what in the world would Hell have been busy with? … The change of dynasty? That’s right! Hell must have been busy handing matters over to the Third King Yanluo of Hell!

Meanwhile, sensing the fluctuations in the daolord’s heart, Zhang Zeguang put his best foot forward and continued with gusto, “Shanhai Pass is located in Martial City. There are currently 20 million Yin spirits residing...