In the Sea of Reincarnation, several Supreme Beings faced one another in silence.
"I once sent word to the Corpse Emperor, inviting him to join the Ancient Mine of Absolute Beginning. Now that the Ancient Mine is gone, I had intended to reserve a place for him in the Sea of Reincarnation," one Supreme Being said slowly, his voice low.
"The Corpse Emperor... an ancient corpse that gained sentience. The mysteries within him are indeed worth studying."
"You left no loose ends when you sent that message, did you?"
"Everything was left in the Ancient Mine of Absolute Beginning. Nothing can be traced back to us."
The voices in the Sea of Reincarnation quickly fell silent. The Border Wasteland returned to emptiness, as though no one had ever spoken.
Within the Underworld, battle had erupted in full.
Faced with the overwhelming pressure of more than ten Supreme Beings emerging at once, Wang Xuan sat astride the Dragon Horse without moving an inch.
The void behind him suddenly warped, and three figures with faces identical to his stepped out.
Each avatar held a stone weapon, dazzling immortal light swirling around his entire body. The aura each radiated was every bit as powerful as that of the original.
They strode forward like three eternally undying projections of the Heavenly Emperor, meeting the charge of the dozen or so Underworld Supremes.
The Yama Emperor rose from within the Underworld Palace and stepped into the void in a single stride.
His white hair whipped wildly. Beneath his nine-tasseled imperial crown, his eyes were as deep as an ancient, icy pool as he stared straight at Wang Xuan above.
"Heavenly Emperor, we have always kept to ourselves. Why must you press us so relentlessly?"
The pitch-black ancient book in his hand unfolded in midair, becoming