Chapter 607 - 95: The Underworld Without Roots (Part 8)
Severe tremors traveled from the distant north to the Underworld City, the sturdy royal city swayed on the verge of collapse, crying out in distress as if it could no longer bear the burden.
The group of ruling officials emerged from their palaces, loudly rebuking the Netherworld ministers, "Stir the magic power to fortify the city’s defenses, the earthquake will pass soon!"
"Lord Qunhui, what on earth has happened?" At this moment, numerous clan leaders of the Netherworld families eagerly voiced their queries.
Qunhui looked up at the distant sky and said softly, "The Netherworld God... has awakened!"
The Netherworld God has awakened?!
At once, the clan leaders of the Netherworld families collapsed to the ground, weakened. The Netherworld God’s reputation in the Netherworld was actually not good, marked by authoritarian politics, dictatorship rule—these labels were deeply etched in the hearts of all Netherworld beings.
Compared to the times when the Netherworld God was active, they preferred the days when the Netherworld God lay dormant.
At this time, the ritual priests came to Qunhui’s side and sighed softly, "Are you certain your plan is foolproof?"
"Not certain," Qunhui shook his head. "Who can be sure of the Netherworld God’s condition?"
"Let’s go, we must still pay our respects."
"Mhm," Qunhui nodded, and together with the ritual priests, with a mix of trepidation in their hearts, they sped towards the direction of the Hades Palace.