The gates of Netherworld Palace were completely breached amidst a flurry of flying wood splinters.
Dust billowed like a clawing demon, obscuring vision yet failing to conceal those snake-like figures—the assassins in black, pouring in like a tide, their cold blades glinting with a bloodthirsty light amid the flickering sparks.
"Lin Xinghe, did you really think you could escape the Netherworld King's judgment?"
Chapter 130