At this moment, in the Netherworld, a dense, pungent aura of blood and Baleful Intent churned without cease, permeating the entire underworld.
Outside Fengdu City, countless figures swarmed together like a tide, taking turns launching fierce assaults against the two massive city gates.
The entire city had long since activated its protective grand formation, but faced with the dark masses below, layer upon layer of the endless undead army, the formation's glow had visibly begun to waver—flickering bright and dim, swaying unstably!
The relentless, violent impacts had already pushed the defensive formation to its limit.
At this rate, the formation would not last even the time it took to burn one stick of incense.
Once it broke, Fengdu City would inevitably fall, becoming a slaughterhouse where the undead ran rampant!
Upon the city walls, the Ten Yama Kings wore grave expressions, their brows tightly furrowed.
None of them could come up with a reliable response.
They were baffled themselves—just what calamity had the underworld provoked this year?
One misfortune after another, with no end in sight!
Not to mention the fierce battles from before, nor the frequent howls of a hundred ghosts at night, now so many zombie undead had suddenly appeared, brazen enough to openly lay siege to the underworld—
they were treating the rules of the underworld as mere decoration!
Under normal circumstances, they would have long since sent a flying message to the Heavenly Court, asking the heavenly soldiers and generals to strike with thunderous force and wipe out this pack of troublemakers!
But now, the situation in the Thirty-Three Heavens had changed abruptly, and the circumstances were unclear.
Even the Heavenly Court itself was in chaos, with all news cut off.
The underworld could not count on aid from above at all.
And with the underworld's