Was it you who defeated my foolish younger brother?
The vengeful souls drifted and sank, while the River of the Underworld showed neither yesterday nor the past.
Yet the opposite shore was gradually becoming clear.
Chu Ge stood alone, leaning against the railing of the soul boat, gazing toward the domain he was about to enter... a domain no living soul had ever set foot in before. Of course, by "living person," he naturally meant an outsider from beyond the Ninth Prison.
He did not believe there were no living people on the land beyond the River of the Underworld. Otherwise, if one of the power monsters of the Grand Alliance, which governed the enormous Ninth Prison, were actually a group of dead people, that would be taking the joke too far.
Unfortunately, the Yin soldiers aboard the soul boat were like puppets. They had not exchanged a single word along the way... The world's greatest thief, in a place where not even the sound of mosquitoes could be heard, had no way of obtaining any information. He would probably have to explore everything beyond the River of the Underworld on his own.
Fortunately, the time for exploration had arrived.
At this moment, the soul boat could already see the edge of the land beyond the River of the Underworld... Numerous sentry posts had been densely constructed along the bank, and there were even beacon towers. Farther away, a faint black shadow could be seen stretching across the land like an enormous black dragon.
—That was a city wall!
—A huge black city wall!
The first soul boat had already reached the shore. An astonishing number of Yin soldiers were stationed there, their faces deathly pale beneath the filter of the underworld, giving off the appearance of an imperial dawn.