The vast underground space held a sky-reaching dead tree that seemed to stretch all the way to the ground, its top invisible.
Around this space there were rock caves of various sizes. Some were interconnected, but most were dead ends. Still, no one dared to enter these caves rashly. Most had only just escaped from the labyrinth-like passages. Without their brushes, they would probably still be wandering aimlessly.
At this moment, by the entrance of one such cave, several figures clad in loose black robes stood silently, each emitting a cold, ominous vibration.
The three figures at the forefront, whose eyes were the only visible part of their bodies, looked down upon the space below from their high vantage point.
Inside the cave, a person dressed in black approached the trio and knelt on the ground.
"How's it going?" one of the robed figures asked, lifting his head to reveal an extremely ugly face. It was the puppet Demon General, who had already encountered Ye Xuan.