Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1709: 1672: Eighteen Levels of Hell
Capítulo 1709: Chapter 1672: Eighteen Levels of Hell
The auction proceeded very smoothly.
Especially after Zheng Hongguang and the others left, the remaining powerful figures were leaderless.
With the strength Xiao Yi had displayed earlier, they were unlikely to cause any trouble.
And so.
Everyone gave it their all, either emptying their stock of realm stones and treasures or borrowing treasures from others around them.
In short…
When the auction concluded.
Xiao Yi had auctioned over thirty Emperor’s Orders, acquiring nearly twenty thousand realm stones, along with a large pile of treasures.
It was a bountiful profit.
The Zeng brothers standing by were green with envy, watching with red eyes at the fortune of twenty thousand realm stones!
Even in the Life Heaven Realm where the Zeng Family runs numerous businesses, it would take them at least half a year to earn such pure profit.
In merely a few hours, Xiao Yi had twenty thousand realm stones in hand.
And a large pile of treasures.
The total value surely exceeded thirty thousand realm stones.
“Finally sold everything!” Xiao Yi exhaled a long breath, looking at the overflowing treasures with a bright smile on his face.
He now understood the preciousness of realm stones.
Thirty thousand realm stones.
Enough to make even a Saint Emperor Realm expert jealous!
Xiao Yi said, “We should be on our way too!”
Langya nodded, licking his lips with a crimson tongue: “The Eighteen Levels of Hell, I’ve only heard of this place in legends, I really wonder what it’s like in there!”
“It’s not a good place, that’s for sure,” Lei Peng said calmly.
If the Netherworld is the darkest corner of all worlds.
Then…
The Eighteen Levels of Hell is the darkest end of the Netherworld.
It’s a place that buries the most hideous, ferocious, and terrifying evil spirits and demons of the Netherworld.
It’s no exaggeration to say there’s not a single innocent soul in the Eighteen Levels of Hell!
What kind of world is it really?
Xiao Yi’s heart was also filled with curiosity.
Then…
The group tore through the sky, flying in the direction of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Only.
Xiao Yi, already far away, had not noticed.
Soon after they left.
A majestic figure gradually appeared atop the city tower of Fengdu.
Clad in a majestic python robe, imposing and extraordinary.
Hands clasped behind.
Standing proudly atop the city head.
His eyes exuded an icily sharp light, seemingly able to pierce through everything, showing a playful smile: “Is this the kid you prophesied back then? Although he’s not bad, given his current strength, it’s no small feat to acquire that thing!”
With deep eyes looking into the void.
As if seeing through everything.
Gazing deep into the Eighteen Levels of Hell…
…
The Eighteen Levels of Hell is located behind Fengdu.
Behind Fengdu, there are four ancient peaks, each with distinctly different forms.
One resembling a dragon, one like an ancient giant tortoise, another an avian with outspread wings, and one like a predatory tiger…
Corresponding to the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise of the Four Symbols Sacred Beasts.
The Four Symbols Sacred Beasts stand at the four corners.
And between them, there’s a huge deep black hole, like a bloodthirsty mouth, capable of devouring everything.
This is the entrance to the Eighteen Levels of Hell!
As they neared this entrance.
They heard endless hysterical roars and earth-shattering cries echoing between heaven and earth.
“Let me out!”
“Why imprison me? I merely slaughtered a hundred-person town, why imprison me for a million years?”
“Break it open for me…”
Figures enveloped in terrifying resentment and grotesque ghostly aura, either transforming into hideous ghostly images or daunting colossal beasts…
One after another, they charged at the entrance to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Attempting to escape.
The four mountains simultaneously emitted terrifying brilliance, interweaving in the void to form an astonishing net, sealing the entrance to the Eighteen Levels of Hell tightly.
Boom boom boom!
When these ghost images and vengeful spirits collided with the net, they were either incinerated into ashes or struck back into the depths of hell.
No matter how formidable the vengeful spirits were, they could not break through the net formed by the Four Symbols Sacred Beasts.
At worst, they were sent back into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
At worst, they were scattered and vanished, never to reincarnate!
“This Four Symbols Sacred Beast Formation is here to prevent these vengeful spirits from escaping the Eighteen Levels of Hell,” Zeng Sheng looked at the four great mountains, with a look of reverence in his eyes.
Someone who set up such an array must possess otherworldly might.
After all.
Among those who just charged at the Eighteen Levels of Hell, there were even a few half-step Saint Emperor level vengeful spirits.
But they still couldn’t breach the barrier of the Four Symbols Sacred Beast Formation.
“Let’s go in and take a look first!”
Xiao Yi’s group held the Emperor’s Orders and flew towards the entrance to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
As they touched the net, currents of electricity flowed across their bodies.
This electric force was astonishingly powerful.
If an ordinary Saint King Realm expert touched this electric light, they’d suffer serious injuries or have their fleshly body destroyed and primordial spirit shattered.
However…
The Emperor’s Orders emitted a gentle light, shielding their bodies and primordial spirits within it.
Allowing the five of them to pass through the barrier into the Eighteen Levels of Hell unimpeded.
Starting from the first level, they are named the Hell of Tongue-Ripping, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Sin Mirror Hell, Steaming-Pot Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Ice Mountain Hell, Oil Cauldron Hell, Cow Pit Hell, Stone Pressing Hell, Mortar Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Unjust Death Hell, Crucifixion Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Mill Hell, and the eighteenth level—Sawing Hell.
The duration of punishment and the severity of the crime determine the suffering. Each successive hell is twenty times worse than the previous and extends lifespan by tenfold.
The deeper they went, the more terrifying it became.
They had just entered the first level of hell, the first among the Eighteen Levels of Hell, known as the Hell of Tongue-Ripping!
Anyone in life who sowed discord, slandered, used oily tongues, clever speech, or lied.
After death, they would be sent to the Hell of Tongue-Ripping.
In the Hell of Tongue-Ripping, all the punished souls had their mouths pried open by little demons.
Then their tongues were clamped with iron tongs and ripped out.
Not tearing it at once.
But slowly stretching the tongue, slowly dragging it…
Imagine.
The tongue being infinitely stretched, what kind of torturous pain that would be!
“I will never dare to lie again!”
“Old Qin from next door didn’t fool around, it’s all my gossiping…”
In hell.
Gruesome little demons with green faces and tusks used iron hooks to drag the tongues of many tortured souls, who howled in pain.
As they walked.
Zeng Sheng suddenly paused, pulling his brother Zeng Qing: “Brother, do you see, is that the Wen Family’s Wen Cai?”
“Hmm?”
Zeng Sheng was startled and looked in the direction.
His face changed sharply.
A young man was tied to a stake, with one little demon prying open his mouth with an iron frame, while another used an iron hook to keep pulling his tongue out.
The entire tongue had already been stretched over ten meters long.
Wen Cai was wailing in agony.
Gulp!
Zeng Sheng gulped hard: “Wen Cai, how did you end up like this?”
Wen Cai glanced at him, hopeless and in pain: “I, I couldn’t pass the first level’s test… You, you all mustn’t lie, absolutely don’t lie…”
Xiao Yi and the others looked at each other in disbelief.
At this moment…
A cold voice came forth in front of them: “Newcomers? What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come accept your test!”
