"Did this really need much thought? All Fengdu Great Emperor wanted was to rebuild the Ancient Underworld here, thereby gaining true authority and enduring alongside the world. Once he obtained it, the Lord of the Underworld would no longer be a threat. The Ancient Underworld would have only one voice."
The man in black spoke casually, not caring in the slightest whether what he had blurted out should have been said.
Qin Yang listened quietly without interrupting him.
"I don't know the specifics either. I only know that in ancient times, Fengdu Great Emperor and the Lord of the Underworld held opposing beliefs and gradually drifted apart, until they finally became as incompatible as fire and water.
"Unfortunately, the Ancient Underworld did not have only internal conflicts at the time; there were even more serious external threats. In the end, the two called a truce and made a wager concerning everything they had.
"I know only a small part of the wager's contents. Perhaps no one knows all of it. The part I know concerns the World of the Dead. The birth of this world had already begun a very, very long time ago.
"The Novelist was merely the one who pushed open the door. I think the wager may also have concerned who would ultimately steal and occupy the authority here."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yang slowly spoke.
"It seems you do not actually know much either. Then what I want to know more is, what is your purpose, sir?"
"Me? I have no purpose. There are already too many troublesome matters. I only want to wait for Fengdu Great Emperor to descend, then wash my hands of everything."
"I mean your purpose, sir." Qin Yang placed slightly more emphasis on his words.
"Me? I wander around this world