Rumble… The massive hull of the ship hurtled through the air and flew straight towards the Gate of the Dead.

“You’re courting death!!” Rumyantsev bellowed as the mighty claw formed out of Yin energy swiped hard at the MV Sewol in an attempt to grab it!

He didn’t want to do this.

He hadn’t wanted to make an enemy of the Emissaries of Hell. However, the Russian Underworld had their bottom line as well.

For instance, the Tsar’s instructions were that he should not allow anyone to foil their plans, no matter the costs, and even if it meant giving up his life.

Granted, Fate was terrifying. It represented an existence that was well beyond his comprehension. However, there was something equally as terrifying acting as a countervailing consideration to any thought of retreat.

Whoosh! The claw of Yin energy swiped down from above, completely blotting out the faint glow of the moonlight above. At once, gloomy clouds of Yin energy engulfed the entire night sky, almost as though they had been transported right into the heart of darkness.

BOOM!

A split second later, a shockwave of dark Yin energy erupted from the heart of Gonjiam Asylum. A cacophony of ghastly wails echoed everywhere, while the clouds of Yin energy in the vicinity were swept away with the mighty blast. Even the trees around Gwangju City swayed wildly as though a mighty nuclear bomb had been detonated in the region.

This was the might of an Abyssal Prefect.

Logically speaking, there was simply...