In the boundless Ice Plateau, a fierce wind swept over the snow, enshrouding the entire plateau in a blur. A pack of Three-striped Saber Wolves gathered on the edge of a snow mountain, feasting on the flesh of a large Snow Giant Rhinoceros they had hunted.
Suddenly, the wolf pack perceived an extreme danger and scattered with lightning speed, retreating into the cave.
Moments after the wolves dispersed, five figures appeared near the Snow Giant Rhinoceros. These five people were clad in black robes with fire cloud patterns embroidered in purple and gold threads. A dense black fog swirled around them, exuding an eerie and sinister aura.
"That person shouldn't be far from here. Just now, I sensed a trace of Netherworld Power!"
One of the five people spoke in a low voice.
"Daring to steal from our Netherworld Sect, we'll ensure he dies without a grave."
