Dan Zhu returned to the underworld by way of the Yellow River's waterway, riding divine radiance all the way toward his divine palace in the underworld.
But before he reached the protective radiance surrounding his own divine palace, a ceremonial procession stood not far away.
The underworld of the main world was chaotic, its auras muddled and mixed, filled with all manner of ghostly and divine powers. Without someone's protection, an ordinary soul that fell into it would have almost no chance of survival.
Therefore, many capable dead souls chose to remain in the human realm rather than enter the underworld. This was also one reason shamans flourished throughout the human realm. Though the underworld of the Central Plains was guarded by Shun, the Jiuyi Sage Emperor, and the Earth King, Yin Emperor, making it far better than other places, the underworld as a whole was still what it was. Aside from the blessed lands and divine kingdoms of various factions, there were no few evil things in the underworld of the Central Plains. It was no pleasant place.
Yet the area around this procession was different. Let alone evil gods and demons, even Killing Intent was scarcely visible.
Several hundred golden-armored strongmen stood around the procession, divine radiance glittering over their bodies. Though they held no proper divine offices, bolstered by the divine power of higher gods, they were no weaker in battle than some mountain and river gods of the human realm. Moreover, the ceremonial sabers, court swords, staffs of authority, standing melons, reclining melons, golden battle-axes, and other objects in their hands were both weapons and ritual implements. Empowered by higher gods, they exerted immense suppression over low-ranking deities.
Now, these strongmen merely stood there, and their imposing aura easily scattered the surrounding yin winds and Killing