And at this moment, as Hu Ma looked at the Netherworld Palace, the smile on his face was not feigned; only beneath that smile there faintly lurked a chilling ruthlessness that made one's hair stand on end: "Since this heaven and earth have people like them, naturally there are also people like me."
"So long as I remain here, you will never return to the human world!"
"..."
Before the words had even fallen, his expression suddenly turned cold. He sharply formed a Magic Seal, and his body's projection overshadowed the heavens and earth within the Netherworld Palace. All around came indistinct sounds of collapse and thunderous rumbling; even the ever-heavier knocking at the gates outside was, in that instant, pressed down and smothered.
It was as if some boundary of yin and yang had, all of a sudden, taken him as its center and been split into two.
