The Nine Netherworlds, a region of poisonous miasma and marshland.
A group of Demons, covered in mud, came and went within.
Their forms varied; some transformed to resemble the Human Race with little difference, while others appeared half-Demon, half-human.
There were even those towering over five or six meters high, dragging a long iron cage.
Inside the cage, it was packed with a heap of living people.
These people still had breath, and many retained their consciousness, but they seemed poisoned by Demonic toxins, lying motionless in the cage, forced to be dragged along by the Demons like fish waiting to be slaughtered in an abattoir.
"Ah, such fresh human flesh," a burrowing Snake Demon emerged from the swamp beside the group, its over ten-meter-long serpentine body revealing cold, greedy eyes upon the cage's occupants.
"Are they all Martial Artists?" the Snake Demon asked.
