Epiphany! Epiphany!

A blue moon slowly rose over the horizon.

Cold moonlight spilled across the dark land of the Netherworld.

Thus, a new day quietly arrived.

It was as though nothing had changed, yet unknown dangers seemed to lurk beneath the surface.

Mo Chen stood tall atop the back of a massive wyvern, clad in a black robe.

A group of stern-faced Nether Blade Guards from the Chief Administration Office clustered around him as they soared through the gray sky.

As far as the eye could see, the mountains and rivers of the Netherworld lay spread below them, yet the air was permeated by a suffocating aura of deathly stillness.

The rolling mountain ranges were like slumbering beasts, the winding rivers like frozen ink. The entire land was utterly devoid of life.

Even when some strange Netherworld creatures occasionally entered his sight, their savage and bizarre appearances could not stir the slightest appreciation in Mo Chen.

Bored out of his mind, Mo Chen turned and strolled over to a Nether Blade Guard, breaking the oppressive silence.

"Brother, what should I call you?"

This Nether Blade Guard was a vampire. His hair was as crimson as blood, his eyes gleamed red, and his lips were an unnaturally bewitching shade of scarlet.

Hearing Mo Chen's question, he immediately straightened up and replied respectfully, "Reporting to Inspector, this subordinate is named Powell."

Mo Chen nodded slightly and continued, "How much longer until we reach our destination?"

Powell looked up at the hills ahead and the blue moon hanging high in the sky. After a moment's thought, he answered, "Judging by the wyvern's current speed, it will take roughly another three months."

Mo Chen's face filled with astonishment. He asked in disbelief, "Damn, it takes that long?"

Powell said, "My lord, the border between the Immortal