Above a crossbeam in the Heavenly Pavilion tower.
The King of Hell's Soul Body appeared. Dressed in black robes, he stood in the air with the Yin-Yang Brush in hand, radiating boundless, surging Netherworld Qi. He instantly sensed the Three Golden Flowers' Path Guardians.
Handle things as he saw fit?
Then he would handle them all!
As everyone knew, the Underworld was not, at its root, a place for "urging people toward goodness or preaching reason." It bore no responsibility for moral instruction, only warning and punishment.
It told the world that as long as you committed evil, even death would not spare you the tortures of Hell. You had to suffer bodily pain to expunge a lifetime of karmic sins, and even after repaying your crimes to the Underworld, whether you could enter the human path of reincarnation still awaited the King of Hell's sacred judgment.
Thus, those of the Underworld possessed none of the transcendent bearing or benevolence of those "immortals." They had only strict discipline and decisive killing.
The King of Hell had come to protect Fengdu's successor. The ancient sects of the Nine Li Continent had sent out old and young alike to hunt Fengdu's successor together-this was the cause. His taking up his brush, revealing the Yellow Springs Road, and slaughtering the place would be the effect.
In such a chaotic place, reasoning was far less effective than deliverance by the Underworld. The cause and effect were settled, his thoughts clear.
Then... let it begin.
Boom!
The King of Hell waved his hand, and a phantom of the Karmic Mirror spread across the Nine Heavens.
With a flick of his finger, the Yellow Springs Road shot up like a Divine Rainbow, stretching toward the first of the Three Golden Flowers' Path Guardians.
Whoosh!
With one