The Underworld Emperor of course wanted to leave the Fiend Prison, to get out of here, and to return to his world.
However, he was fully aware that if he walked into the darkness without any help from others, he would drift in the river of time forever.
That patch of dark cloud followed him to the broken cliff. The bell rang now and then, giving out a crisp sound and a charming bolt of lightning.
The mosquitoes of the Fiend Prison also came to the vicinity; but they didn't dare get closer for fear of the thunder.
The Underworld Emperor pulled back his sight and looked at those barely visible mosquitoes, remaining silent for a long time; he finally he made up his mind.
The moment he made the decision, the flowing light in his body sped up significantly, and the energy in his body had also gotten a lot stronger.
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It was in the middle of winter. A snowstorm had just occurred in Zhaoge City.