Within the Netherworld.
A ghostly wind softly blows.
A ghostly light flickers on the longsword.
Golden Netherworld characters gleam one by one on the sword's blade.
Fengdu Emperor
The longsword points toward the sky as if it intends to fill the entire Celestial Dome, with a hand reaching toward the Celestial Wolf Great Saint, Yu Lin.
The Celestial Wolf Great Saint gazes at the longsword.
Looks at the gilded characters on it.
His body becomes somewhat rigid.
Because on that smooth sword blade.
Were reflected a few strands of yellow ribbon, and a figure in yellow clothes.
"Celestial Wolf."
Two words spill from crimson lips.
The Celestial Wolf Great Saint bristles as if his fur had exploded, feeling immense terror surrounding him.
This sensation he hasn't felt in almost a hundred thousand years.
"No, no!"
"Houtu Ancestral Witch! Dare you strike against me?!"
"You wouldn't dare, you absolutely wouldn't dare!"
The Celestial Wolf Great Saint gathers all his strength.
