The Underworld was not as bustling as it used to be. Looking out over it, one could still spot a few grand Primordial Spirits straddling both the Yin and Yang Worlds, though their numbers were vastly reduced compared to the past.
After the battle for the top scholar, the ancestors of noble families such as the Li, Fei, and Ma families were severely wounded and forced to leave Xijing, returning to their respective clans to heal. The ancestors of the major noble families in Xijing had cleared out entirely.
The Black Pot fell into the Underworld, its body growing as massive as a mountain range as it plummeted at terrifying speed.
It seemed to plunge into a boundless swarm of mosquitoes, surrounded on all sides by Sky Listeners flying with flapping giant ears.
These Sky Listeners did everything they could to avoid the mountain-sized hound and dodge the demonic flames, moving in dense flocks as they flew toward the same destination.
Among every ten Sky Listeners, there was one Sky Listener Deacon, whose body was much taller than the others.
They paid no heed to Chen Shi and the Black Pot, simply flying straight past them.
The Black Pot landed, and Chen Shi raised his head to study the Sky Listeners.
Among every hundred Sky Listeners, there was a Sky Listener Venerable with extraordinary strength.
Sky Listener Venerables were taller than the Sky Listener Deacons, shrouded in the domain of ghosts and gods, and able to fly without the aid of ears.
Among a thousand Sky Listeners, there was one Sky Listener King, even more powerful than the Sky Listener Venerables.
These Sky Listener Kings could sense Chen Shi's gaze and immediately looked toward him. The moment Chen Shi made eye contact with one, he felt a tingling sensation in