At the new site of the underworld, Ning Chen returned. Seeing the arrival, Yin'er's face showed no joy at all. She raised her hand and summoned thunder, drowning the world before her.
Facing the little girl's fury, Ning Chen's face was full of helplessness. His steps shifted as he evaded bolt after bolt of lightning.
From the halls of Yama King's Hall, powerful figures emerged one after another. Looking at the man amid the thunder, they recovered quickly after a brief moment of surprise.
They had long harbored doubts regarding Ning Chen's life or death, so they were not overly shocked.
However, Yin'er seemed to have truly believed it. Unless Ning Chen suffered a little, this girl certainly would not let the matter rest.
Under the gazes of the Yamas, before Yama King's Hall, the furious Yin'er displayed the Heaven Speaker's power, commanding heaven and earth as heavenly punishment shook the world.
Hundreds upon hundreds of thunderbolts rained down, illuminating the entire underworld with the blinding brilliance of polar day. Amid the churning wind and clouds, Yin'er was like an enraged little lion, continuously drawing down lightning upon her own master.
From Wuchang Hall not far from Yama King's Hall, Mu Chengxue walked out. Watching the scene ahead, she said, "There is no need to keep dodging. You have been gone for so long; it is time you fulfilled a teacher's duty and exchanged a few moves with your disciple."
Within the thunder, Ning Chen nodded lightly. His figure flashed, and with two fingers formed into a sword, Sword Qi surged forth.
Sword light shook the thunder. Within the lightning, the Plain-clothed Figure shot out with the speed of a rushing thunderbolt, his icy sword fingers slicing toward the little girl's hands.
"Ha!"
The anger on Yin'er's little face deepened.