The Underworld had been ravaged by the Demon Hunters, and the extent of its ruin was even more horrifying to behold.
This place had originally been desolate and broken. The canopy of Eternal Night had shrouded the entire world unchanged for thousands of years. Poisonous water and magma flowed across the pitch-black, cracked earth, while undead creatures wandered everywhere. Any trace of life would be snuffed out here. After the Demon Hunters raided the place and killed Hades, who had been stationed here, countless scars from battle were added to the land. The earth, already riddled with cracks, had been torn apart and twisted by powerful magical energy, forming countless rippling rises and hollows. Between those ripples lay terrifying chasms—gaping wounds that pierced through the entire land of Helheim. Anyone who jumped down would fall straight to the boundary of space, where the artificial world would tear them apart and annihilate them. Most of the undead wandering through Helheim had also been killed by the Demon Hunters along the way. Scattered across the wasteland were enormous, shattered bones and scraps of flesh so mangled that their original forms were impossible to discern. The outposts and watchtowers once used to monitor this space had been destroyed as well, with ruins everywhere. The Demon Hunters' holy flames had melted those once-indestructible structures, leaving them sprawled across the ground like melted butter...
Hao Ren and his companions walked across the thoroughly destroyed, increasingly unstable land of Helheim, with Hassu guiding them by memory. They had to constantly detour around cracks that suddenly appeared in the earth, because the foundation of this world was collapsing, and the entire land was continuously coming apart and falling away. Heiserana had also tried flying through the sky, but that had proved even more dangerous. Tartarus's soul furnace