District 9, the Heart of the Order Keeper office.
Li Wan, who had always been rather petty, sat trembling in his chair, too frightened to take even a sip of the tea in front of him.
Not long ago, he had emerged from the Holy Grail's space and found a woman in the room alongside the easygoing Zhu Dalong and the laid-back Shen Xinghai.
The woman wore a white mask and a loose black robe that concealed her figure. A thick conical hat sat low on her forehead, with dark gauze hanging from its brim.
A heavy cross-shaped sword hung on her back.
Cold silence, death, loneliness...
That was Li Wan's first impression of the woman.
Then, to his horror, Shen Xinghai and Zhu Dalong scrambled to their feet and respectfully called her "President."
President?
Wasn't the president of the Heart of the Order Keeper that person?!
The King of the Underworld!
The head of the Heart of the Order Keeper!
That brooding King of the Underworld whose appearance almost no one knew, who had stood at the pinnacle of this world ten years ago!
Li Wan shuddered and stood as well, putting every last one of his little schemes aside.
This was no joke!
How extraordinarily gifted must the powerful figures who had survived that era have been? Back then, there had been no Blasphemer's Diagram or comprehensive cultivation system. Most Awakened had felt their own way forward, ventured out into the world, and survived countless brushes with death to reach their current heights.
What was more, most of those people were supposedly mad. Even with the Blasphemer's Diagram now available, they could not limit themselves to a single secondary personality. Most still had two.
Li Wan held nothing back, telling her about the Holy Grail's mission and the