At that moment, Tang Changsheng had only one thought:
How could such an upheaval still occur in the Netherworld of this Age of Declining Dharma?
"Foreign devils..." A trace of fear crossed the officer's face. "Countless foreign devils stormed our Dragon Court and destroyed everything..."
Foreign devils? Tang Changsheng stared in astonishment. He knew far too little about this stretch of the Netherworld!
Perhaps I should venture deeper into the Netherworld and investigate... The territory held by the Lower River Netherworld Office and its City God was only an insignificant corner of the whole Netherworld!
He gazed into the deep darkness of the Netherworld. It looked as though some enormous monster lurked there, its jaws wide open, ready to devour anyone who came near.
Tang Changsheng smiled. The more it looked that way, the more he wanted to take a look around the Netherworld!
The ties between the Netherworld and the Mortal World were far closer than anyone imagined.
The next moment, Tang Changsheng had returned to the Rear Hall, leaving only one command: "Attend to your duties and remain at your posts!"
A sliver of his consciousness had returned to the Mortal World. The light within the Three Realms Mirror faded, and Tang Changsheng was back in the Mortal World.
The closer the Netherworld lay to the Present World, the more solid it appeared, the more it resembled the Material World. But the deeper one ventured, the more illusory it became. It could even turn bizarre and dazzling, with many places stranger than the deepest, most fragmented dreams.
But these were only theories Tang Changsheng knew. In the true depths of the Netherworld, even an ordinary Immortal might lose his bearings and become trapped, never to find his way back.
So although Tang Changsheng had spoken of investigating the