Evil God vs. Hanba

Senluo Great Domain, central main city.

This city had once been the pride of the Netherworld Clan, its history carved with countless glories from the Netherworld Clan's path of growth.

Yet at this moment, the main city lay in ruins, and its glory was gone.

The Senluo Great Domain now belonged to the Corpse Clan, and the main city painstakingly built brick by brick by the Netherworld Clan had likewise been occupied by the Corpse Clan.

The Netherworld Clan had completely become a thing of the past, leaving this great domain with nothing but stories and legends.

Under the law of the strong devouring the weak, reality was always this cruel, yet there had never been any right or wrong.

After all, one chapter of Senluo Great Domain's history had also been ended by the Netherworld Clan, before they opened a new chapter of their own.

No kingship lasted forever. This was the law of survival of the fittest throughout the entire underworld, not something unique to the Senluo Great Domain.

Even without the Corpse Clan, new usurpers would inevitably emerge beneath the wheels of time, turn to a new page, and continue the legendary tale belonging to themselves and their followers.

Inside the main city, the Corpse Clan's high-ranking generals gathered around Hanba's massive body, awaiting instructions from their leader, Mei Ba.

Around them, three Corpse Mountains slowly wriggled closer to the slumbering Hanba.

In truth, the creation of these three new Corpse Mountains had left Mei Ba and the entire Corpse Clan deeply puzzled.

Just a few months ago, the Death Great Domain had suddenly invaded.

The abrupt crisis had made the Corpse Clan extremely uneasy.

But their unease did not stem from the Death Great Domain. It came from the Player Race!

If the Player Race