In hell—
King Yan had been dealing with the various affairs of hell in the palace when he saw Black and White Impermanence and the Judge hurry in together, urgent expressions on all their faces.
Seeing this, King Yan also put down the pen in his hand, looked at them, and his own expression turned grave, "Has something serious happened?"
"A disaster, my lord," Black Impermanence didn't even pause to bow but immediately reported, "The fates of over two hundred people have been altered. Those people were supposed to die today. However, when our emissaries went to claim their souls, they found that all these people's lifespans had been changed; they're all still alive."
"What?"
Even King Yan was shocked by such news, "What exactly is going on? Speak in detail."
This was indeed a grave matter.
