Yama Rising

The six leaders of the Mongol Underworld roared valiantly as they mustered one final hurrah. Meanwhile, the Russian Underworld stood their ground at the peripheries of the city like a torrent of steel. Apart from these valiant cries, the air was buzzing with electrifying tension and impending death.

The winds howled wildly, and his heart nearly came to a complete halt. Time came to a complete standstill, and the air was filled with a tense silence. Even the six Yin spirits leading the Mongol Underworld ceased roaring and stared around them with bitter hatred.

Like the first shot of a ceremonial gunfire salute, the hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers arrayed right outside Khuree immediately charged forward like a tidal wave, into the heart of Khuree, threatening the foundation of the Mongol Underworld itself!

These were the revered Mongol cavalrymen that once dominated the world!

The two warring factions drew closer to each other.

And in that moment, time appeared to come to a complete standstill.

Whoosh… Qin Ye’s jaws dropped slightly, and he gazed vacantly at the incredible sight around him.

Thousands of netherflames rose up into the sky, filling the skies with all forms of vibrant colours ranging from white to green to scarlet, while the air was instantly filled with the dank stench of blood. It was peculiar. Even though these were the death of a multitude of Yin spirits, they seemed to perish with the most brilliant display of colours, almost as though it was a final celebration of life.

SSSS!!! The 30-meter tall swan Yin spirit in the sky unfolded its winds and unleashed a mighty roar. At once, a volley of arrows rose straight up into the air! The Mongol grasslands were where the best hunters were born. Most of them had hunting in their blood and instincts. Naturally, the arrows flew up high into the sky like a cloud of death that promptly rained hell down onto the approaching Russian Yin soldiers!

Countless runic symbols of Yin Talismans appeared faintly on the surface of these rings of light, and a reverse cross emblem immediately appeared in the heart of the emblem. Moments later, the volley of arrows finally struck the Cossacks cavalrymen. Unfortunately, all that could be heard was the soft tinkling sound of the tips of the arrows striking something far more rigid and impervious to their attacks.

“The King’s Cross Military Formation - one of the most powerful military formations of the Russian Underworld.” The Harken explained.

Whoosh! The number of netherflames erupting like fireworks in the sky increased by more than onefold in an instant. If one were to say that both parties appeared at least to be of equal military might, then the emergence of a powerful military formation on the side of one faction would have completely turned the tides in their favour.

There were no tragic, miserable screams at all.

One Yin spirit was cut down viciously, and he valiantly swung his scimitar into his opponent’s armor in his final moments. Unfortunately, it did nothing more than leave a white mark on his opponent’s armor. He wasn’t the only one. In that instant, every single Mongol Yin spirit, including every knight who had participated in this battle to protect the sovereignty of their underworld, charged almost heroically into the vast array of spears that seemed to be closing in on them, before finally giving up their souls for what appeared to be a hopeless endeavour.

It didn’t matter how tragically and hopelessly the ones before them in the formation had perished, because the next wave of Yin soldiers would still likewise continue to rush out with an almost wanton disregard for their own lives. It didn’t matter that eternal death was before them, and it didn’t matter that their souls would forever be lost. Not a single one of them hesitated for the slightest moment. Not a single one of them gave the command to even slow down in the slightest. Supported purely by the foundation of their faith, the Mongol Yin soldiers rushed valiantly forward in defiance of the reality of crushing strength.

Qin Ye felt a lump swell up in his throat.

He knew that if Hell faced such a situation in future, everyone would surely react in the exact same fashion - even him.

The oppressiveness of the battlefield brought about a heavy atmosphere. The moment of courage of these valiant and faithful warriors was absolutely moving, and it stirred his heart with complex emotions that were hard to describe. Not that he’d ever wanted to experience war firsthand, but even if he were to experience war, he never quite imagined that it would be something as majestic and silent as this.

“Centuries ago, when the seven underworlds jointly besieged Hell, that battle was even more tragic and unbelievable than this one.” The Harken’s pensive voice jolted Qin Ye right back from his thoughts, “There shouldn’t be violence in the world. But… unfortunately, violence is the only one that can quell violence.”

“You might feel as though we’re pushing you too hard, but the fact of the matter is that if we don’t do so, Hell might see a reenactment of the one-sided massacre today a hundred years later.”

The Second King Yanluo had once told him this - “Perhaps you might blame me now, but you’ll understand everything one day.”

He finally had a better understanding of the weight that was placed on his shoulders.

His thoughts were clearly drifting away from the sight to behold. There were clearly more than 100,000 Mongol Yin soldiers, yet a fraction of these had already been whittled away by the continuous onslaught of the Russian Underworld’s forces. Just then, the Mongol cavalrymen suddenly parted, and a group of dark riders charged out from behind.

There weren't many Judge-class Yin spirits in the Mongol Underworld to begin with, and yet the hundreds of dark riders were surprisingly all Hellguard-class Yin spirits!

These were the most well-known cavalrymen of the Mongol Underworld! As soon as they appeared, they immediately hurtled at full speed straight for their enemies. Their iron armor clattered wildly, and they wielded their weapons with a mighty flourish of scarlet Yin energy. They leaned their bodies forward slightly as they charged straight out from the safety of their own armies...

Qin Ye shook his head and turned around. He didn’t want to watch the fight any longer.

“How could I not sense such a terrifying source of Yin energy?” Qin Ye turned towards a particular location on the battlefield where the Yin energy was so thick that it was practically impossible to decipher anything within. It was clear that she was simply refraining from taking action.

“The Mongol Underworld has no power to resist her at all. But… why isn’t she doing anything?”

The Harken responded, “Why do you think this is the case?”

“We can clearly tell from the top of the Blue Sky Tower that downtown Khuree hasn’t revealed any supernatural phenomenon to be expected of the site of a Resentment Crystals Mine. From our records, the mine isn’t at downtown Khuree in the first place. Rather, it’s located in Terelj National Park.” (TL: This is located somewhere approximately 37km from Ulaanbaatar)

“Perhaps.” The Harken licked its lips and sneered, “But right now, the only thing they’re concerned about is their own safety and security. They don’t care about international conventions any longer. Speaking of which, what of our reinforcements?”

“They’ve just entered the East Continent.” Qin Ye set his hand down and gazed deep in the direction of Terelj National Park, “They’ll be arriving in another 30 minutes or so!”

East Continent, Felipinas.

Maynila, capital of the Felipinas Underworld. The city should be silent right now, yet the central pavilion of the city was well-lit and bustling with activity.

Yin energy appeared to swirl under the surface of the mirror, revealing the image of a world map. And on that map, they could see that countless sources of Yin energy were currently rushing up from below and approaching the coasts of the Felipinas!

“2.3 billion…” Yang Jiye stared at the surface of the mirror as he gasped coldly. The netherflames in his eyes flickered wildly, “Is this… a dozen Yama-Kings travelling together? Or are we talking about the invasion of another underworld?”

Unbeknownst to him, the Felipinas mortal realm was flying into a frenzy at that very moment. Countless citizens woke up from their sleep, while members of the special agencies were staring intently at the skies with their jaws hanging loose. The boundless clouds of Yin energy approaching them across the horizons were so dense that it seemed to completely blot out every bit of the skies beyond.

It was the descent of the Mythic Spirits!