Sss! Roar! At once, the monarch beasts roared in acknowledgement.

Qin Ye nodded, and departed at once. He knew he could entrust the administrative matters that followed to Oda Nobunaga. Henceforth, there would be no other force that could possibly threaten Everburn City’s existence.

The entire surroundings fell silent. After an inordinate amount of time, the Yin spirits finally manage to snap back to their senses.

“My god…” An elderly Yin spirit fanned himself as he craned his neck and peered over at the six monarch beasts, “Are these Yin beasts? What a colossal being… and to think that they would be kneeling in obedience, just like a docile house cat…”

“So this is Hell…” A middle-aged Yin spirit standing close by shut his eyes, relishing in the feeling of having just survived a crisis, as well as basking in the glory of Hell, “If not for Yanluo Qin, I wonder what would’ve become of us today…”

“Do you know something? Yanluo Qin didn’t conceal from us the fact that Hell had undergone a massive upheaval. As things stand right now, Hell is but the size of two provinces if we take into account Ashmount City of Eastmount Province.” “That’s pretty bad, but I think we can count ourselves lucky. I wonder how many Yin spirits there are out there in the other provinces, wondering what to make of the lack of an underworld?” “They’d practically be homeless, drifting Yin spirits. I sincerely pray that Hell will regain all of its lost land soon.”

The older Yin spirits were able to break down the current situation...