Under the infusion of countless souls, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner stirred up a sinister wind, stretching for thousands of miles. Mingled with the sounds of ghostly wails and wolf cries, it spawned a bleak gray cloud across the sky of the Underworld.
The sky took on the ashen color of corpses turned to dust. Shadowy mountains undulated, vast, cold, and profound, as if harboring endless malevolence. Countless pale vertical eyes emerged, gazing into the Underworld.
CREAK, CREAK...
The rustling and chewing sounds grew increasingly dense, as if the massive Ten Thousand Souls Ridge had come to life, reflecting the heavens and devouring the Underworld.
This is... refining the entire Underworld!
JIE JIE JIE JIE...
Chu Yi sneered, his Clock Eye reflecting golden light, while his other, normal dark eye was threaded with blood-red symbols, writhing like graceful dragons.
