At the deepest point of the Underworld lay a huge vortex made of dark clouds. Beneath it stretched a sea of purplish-black water.
Now and then, bones were swept up from the sea, but before long, the skeletal remains would crawl back into the water on their own.
When they arrived, Liu Zhi looked down beneath the vortex.
"Is this the place? Do we have to go farther down? I never knew there was another world beneath the Underworld."
"They always say there's a hell beneath the Underworld," Tomie replied.
But Liu Zhi didn't believe it.
By now, he had a fairly good understanding of the Underworld. It was essentially this world's realm of the dead, only transformed by Tsukuyomi's domain.
It was a little higher in level than a normal realm of the dead, but not by much.
Besides, there couldn't be another realm of the dead beneath it.
Liu Zhi felt that the black sea below was actually Tsukuyomi's own space.
He couldn't tell whether Tsukuyomi was hiding there or had sealed something away in it.
Either way, what lay below certainly wasn't the hell Tomie imagined was beneath the Underworld.
They had fought their way all the way here. Liu Zhi naturally had no intention of stopping now.
He glanced at Tomie behind him. "We've already carved out a path. How should we fight from here? Draw Tsukuyomi out and attack?"
Tomie shook her head.
"Draw Tsukuyomi out? Are you kidding? Of course we set up the magic circle first, then gradually wear down Tsukuyomi's divine power."
Tomie explained, sounding a little helpless.
They had come to destroy Tsukuyomi, not just fight him once and call it a win.
They had come to slay a god.
So they needed to make more preparations.
They couldn't just draw