ME In the Netherworld, at the top of the mountain beside the Sky Pass in the east of Fengdu City,
that was the secret garden of the two Soul-Reaping Marshals when they were just fishing. It was the place where the two Magi came from the ancient times and witnessed the progress of their brotherhood.
The kind that did not change.
The light breeze blew past the soft mane on the horse's face. The gray cloud passed by the ox's black gem-like eyes. The two of them were lying on the top of the cliff with their arms behind their backs. They did not have anything to worry about.
The days of not having to lead a team out to carry the coffin were just so boring and leisurely. Moreover…
It was lonely.
ME "Horse, what happened to the Primordial World recently?
Over the past ten years, the Netherworld has been trembling every day. Moo."
"Didn't the Grand Magus say that there's going to be a great calamity? Neigh."