"Hehe, I hope you won't make wild guesses without evidence," declared the Second Ancestor calmly, gazing towards the Netherworld God seated in the supreme position. "Although our resurrection was aided by the forces of hell, we never engaged in any conversation with them, let alone pledged allegiance."
Confronted by the Second Ancestor's forceful words, the Netherworld God's temper flared as well, and he sneered, "What if you agree? What can you do if you don't?"
"Netherworld God! Others might fear you, but we certainly don't!"
As they spoke, the nine elder Lionhearts stepped forward in unison, their divine might abruptly erupting and converging into a single force that pressed aggressively towards the Netherworld God.
"How dare you!" Seeing them join forces to pressure him, the Netherworld God felt provoked and, in a booming voice, caused the nine elder Lionhearts to stagger back as if grievously injured.
