Across the heavens, at the border of Red Luan, war raged throughout Borneo. The Demon Palace and Red Luan had deployed their armies against one another, beacon fires filling the air.
The generals took the field. In the first battle, the Demon Palace won a sweeping victory. The Heaven Mending Martial Champion died in battle, his soul returning to the nine heavens.
In the second battle, the Second Demon Palace Protector, Bai Wangran, appeared on the battlefield. His lofty, disdainful bearing struck fear into Red Luan's gathered experts.
War erupted once more. In the distance, the Kings Yama of the underworld descended from the heavens, their extraordinarily formidable auras shocking all who saw them.
As they appeared, the experts on both sides immediately sensed their presence and turned to look into the distance.
"They have finally come!"
Before the demon army, Jun Wentian shifted his gaze toward the masked figures in the distance, a glimmer of interest rising in his eyes.
Before the Red Luan allied army, the Heaven Mending Pavilion Master's expression darkened as well. They had finally come.
"Let us take the second round!"
Before the Kings Yama, the Red-robed King Yama spoke calmly.
Though they stood a hundred li apart, everyone heard the King Yama's voice with perfect clarity, and waves surged in their hearts.
The underworld had entered the conflict. A King Yama wearing a vicious mask stepped forth, her figure flashing into the battlefield in an instant. Her long dress danced in the wind, and her ethereal aura inspired wonder.
The King of Chu Jiang, the God of the Luo River, Luoshen, entered the demon-slaying battlefield as lightly as drifting clouds and flowing wind.
On the battlefield, Bai Wangran's expression tightened slightly as he looked at the figure before him, a trace of surprise flashing