Burning Hellfire!

"Call----"

"Is this the Underworld of the Giant World? It looks much more comfortable than Enma's place."

Holding the Enma Blade in his left hand, Imu stepped into the soul realm of this Giant World through the black slit behind him.

At a glance.

The sky was grayish-white, the land was barren and covered with white gravel, and the temperature was somewhat cold.

Compared to the Sea Star World, the Underworld lacks that sulfurous smell and the oppressive heat.

At that moment, the Enma Blade in his hand transformed into a streak of purple light and detached.

Little Enma, emerging from purple mist, appeared before him.

"Father, that's because King Enma, although born in the extremely cold Yellow Springs, for some reason prefers a scorching environment, so he used lava from Hell to build the Underworld and its palaces."

"Um."

Imu nodded to indicate that he understood.

He just felt that the environment here looked somewhat familiar, especially this white desert.

If there weren't no dead trees in sight and no moon overhead, he would have really wondered if he had arrived in the legendary 'Hueco Mundo'.

Hmm, that's a really unsettling idea.

"Are you sure there's no lord of the Underworld here?"

Although the Sea Star are currently making great efforts to prepare for the upcoming Reverie.

But for Imu, it was just going through the motions of something he had already decided on.

Right now, the matter of Enma is more important.

"Reporting to Father, there shouldn't be any, because Enma didn't sense any special or powerful aura here besides ordinary souls."

After closing his eyes and carefully sensing the surroundings, Little Enma replied softly.

"So you're planning to set fire to it next?"

"Yes."

"Although countless souls will be annihilated in the process, the spiritual particles they become will become nourishment for Enma, but this process will be quite lengthy."

Little Enma opened his eyes, spread his right palm, and condensed a blazing ball of purplish-black fire on it. He then licked his lips eagerly.

"Father, may Enma begin?"

"Wait a minute."

But Imu shook his head and stopped her, saying, "First, sense whether there is a gap between the Underworld and the Human Realm."

"Huh?"

Little Enma raised his head in confusion and blinked his big eyes.

Imu understood immediately; she was unaware of Ymir's situation. She then briefly explained the Coordinate Space.

Previously, Ymir, relying on her absolute control over the Eldians ' 'path', forbade herself from entering the 'Coordinate Space' through Historia's memories.

So this time he wanted to give the other person a big surprise.

"So that's how it is. What an ungrateful vengeful spirit! Please wait a moment, Father!"

Little Enma closed his eyes again, while Imu stood to the side with his hands behind his back, silently admiring this desolate Underworld space.

This is a scene that most people in the Giant World can only see after they die.

He tried to spread his Haki outwards, and sure enough, he sensed many auras of varying strengths in the distance.

Some extremely weak auras were disappearing, while some stronger auras appeared out of nowhere and then wandered around aimlessly.

Some of the clashing auras seemed to have engaged in a fierce battle; after a moment, one aura disappeared, while the other aura became slightly stronger.

This, however, left Imu with some doubts.

Logically speaking, this competitive mechanism of mutual devouring should have given birth to many powerful souls over this long period of time, among which there must have been beings capable of becoming the rulers of the Underworld and establishing order and organization.

But the current situation is different.

"I'm very sorry, Enma. Although I vaguely sensed a plane existing between the Underworld and the Human Realm, my current abilities are insufficient to establish a passage between Enma."

At this moment, Little Enma opened his eyes, looking sad.

Imu was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he looked at the other person calmly and said, "So, you think you can do it in the future?"

"Yes, once Enma becomes the master here, he will naturally have the power!" After saying that, Little Enma clenched her fists and said angrily, "At that time, Enma will definitely help Father teach that Ymir a lesson!"

"All right."

Imu nodded.

He then voiced the question that had just occurred to him, feeling that this 'adopted daughter' could give him an answer.

After all, the other party had served by the side of that King Enma for over fifty years, so they must know a lot of information in this regard.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have found someone to ask questions about the realm of the soul.

"Father, please wait a moment. Let Enma recall."

Little Enma once again immersed herself in her memories. There was simply too much information accumulated over a thousand years, so she secretly resolved to find time to forget those useless memories.

"Found it! King Enma mentioned it back then."

A few minutes later, Little Enma opened his eyes again and looked up at his father with a serious expression.

"In a newly formed Underworld, without external interference, the less extraordinary power the corresponding Human Realm lacks, the more difficult it is for it to produce a powerful soul capable of becoming the ruler of the Underworld."

"Another possibility is that the Underworld itself had its own will or rules of operation from the very beginning, and it silently waits for a soul suitable to become the ruler of the Underworld to appear."

"But because it does not possess wisdom itself, once it has chosen a soul, it will not easily change its mind."

Her words were somewhat meaningful, but Imu immediately understood what Enma meant.

"You mean the will of the Underworld here has chosen Ymir to be its Underworld?"

"Yes!"

Little Enma nodded heavily. "According to your previous explanation, Father, Ymir should be the soul with the strongest soul strength in this world."

"It was only because of her excessive obsession that she remained in that 'Coordinate Space,' constantly serving the descendants of the Eldians, which also caused the will of the Underworld that had chosen her to silently wait."

"At the same time, Ymir also left the souls of all the Titan Shifter who had been hosts in the 'Coordinate Space,' which means that only ordinary human souls with low potential ever reside here."

Upon hearing this, Imu felt he understood everything.

Really.

If it weren't for their appearance, Ymir would truly be the most suitable candidate to become the ruler of the Giant World of Underworld.

This is the soul of the First Founding Titan has existed for over two thousand years.

Oh, right.

Ymir kept asking for death, muttering things like "freedom."

Is it possible that the real purpose is to break free from the 'Coordinate Space' and come to this higher level of the Underworld?

In this way, she can directly become the ruler of the Underworld following its will!

Not necessarily.

Ymir may not know these things, but in any case, if she really 'dies,' her soul will still come here, and she will still know all of this.

Imu didn't believe Ymir would reject the will of the Underworld.

It seems that Ymir really cannot be killed, or rather, cannot be killed before Enma becomes the ruler of the Underworld here!

"Alright, now that things are cleared up, I'll head back now. You can set the fire."

Imu glanced expressionlessly at the Giant World' souls constantly being reborn on the surrounding white wasteland, then turned and walked into the dark slit.

"I hope that when I see you next time, you will be the master of this place."

"Yes!"

"Father!"

Little Enma responded excitedly, and after Imu's figure disappeared, she spun around and returned to the voluptuous and slender alluring beauty she had been at the beginning.

"What Ymir Titans? This is the Underworld of Enma King of Hell!"

In an instant.

Clusters of surging, purplish-black fireballs shot out in all directions, not stopping even when they hit the screaming souls.