Chapter 3615
- In the depths of a great mountain, beastly roars could be heard. It was a cold, chilly, dark place. There were a dozen of hundred-meter stone ramparts erected, like the Ox-Head and Horse-Face* that guarded the underworld, pretty scary.
- It’s a place that was filled with white-bones.
- A buff man with a giant hammer crossed the piles of white bone, the crunching sound of the bones was clear and crips. He then looked up towards the single ray of light that was shooting through the mountain valley, his eyes raging.