Winter night, a darkness where you can't see your hand, the rivers and mountains are frozen.
Niu Ben City stands, without a sound.
It's as if the Netherworld King escaped from Yujing, once again wielded the scepter, intending to return the world to an era of deathly silence.
On the endless ice plains, only Jinguang Cave still holds a faint light, flickering like a candle flame beneath the long night.
The fur of the three Ancestor Masters stands on end, all standing motionless.
Moments later, Jinguang Cave roars again, trembling violently, nearly draining the Spiritual energy of the Extreme Fire Spring.
"How is it?" A blurred figure appears in the Night Fog and asks.
From deep within the eerie passage comes another voice: "Real."
Near Jinguang Cave, there is actually a second being guarding.
Even with the Heavenly Patrol Divine Mirror, the three Ancestor Masters of Ye State did not discover it in advance.
