Half a day later, the entire Netherworld had completely changed.
Chen Chen looked at the dark red sky, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind.
Netherworld.
Although he had never seen what the real Netherworld looked like, the current appearance of the Netherworld was similar to the Netherworld he had imagined.
"Fellow Daoist divine turtle..."sacred king Ziwei suddenly spoke.
"My surname is Chen."
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I can't sense any spiritual energy or the power of laws."Saint King Ziwei's eyes were complicated.
Chen Chen nodded slightly and said, "This world has changed its master. Now, I can only use immortal energy."
Putting aside the spiritual energy and the power of laws, other than body-refining cultivators, all of the people in the underworld would probably become ordinary people.