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The Three Demon Gods headed for the Demigod Realm.
Within the vast Fifth Royal City, the projection of the Ancient Throne had been fully drawn out by the four demon lairs. The Netherworld Gate was about to open. Baal and the other Demon Gods had to seize this moment, while the gods were too occupied to intervene, and force open a path to the Netherworld.
The Netherworld was a wondrous world. It lay neither within the Universe nor within space, nor even in the cracks of Time and Space.
It seemed to exist apart from this world, untouchable and elusive. Only the dead could enter. No matter how mighty a living being was, entering it was impossible.
It was truly a land of death, the final destination of all living beings.
Even the Universe Will was said to be unable to enter. To speak of the Netherworld was to speak of Death Spirits, and that brought to mind Asmodeus, the Wraith King.
In truth, the Netherworld had existed since ancient times, long before Asmodeus. Back then, it was not called the Netherworld but the Land of Reincarnation.
The dead reincarnated there, and the imprints of all things in the Universe were inscribed within it.
In those days, the Land of Reincarnation was a mystery beyond all others. It was illusory, impossible to grasp, observe, or imagine. No living being, not even a God King, could observe it, much less enter.
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