Supreme Return

Chapter 602 Walking through eighteen levels of hell?

Four years...

It has been four years since Ling Moyuan reached the peak in the middle of the fusion.

For a long time, no matter how much you cultivate, experience outside, or even go through life and death, you can't make any breakthrough...

Even, sometimes he wonders if he will stay in this state forever in this life, and he will not be able to improve any more...

But I never expected that there would be such an opportunity this time...

Not only did he successfully break through to the late stage of fusion, but he also had a little understanding of the subsequent void stage, which means that it may not take too long in the future for Ling Moyuan to successfully reach the void stage...

Of course, this is also related to the previous experience and the improvement of the spiritual realm!
But in Ling Moyuan's heart at this moment, Chu Xuan is most grateful!
That "Little Master Uncle" really came from the heart!
"Hehe, all right!"

Chu Xuan smiled and waved his hands, and said, "Remember this experience, it will be of great benefit to your future!"

"Yes!"

Ling Moyuan respectfully agreed, but then hesitated, and said, "Uncle, can Moyuan practice with you from now on?"

"Ok?"

After hearing this, Chu Xuan couldn't help being stunned.

If he agreed, wouldn't he be robbing his elder sister for his disciple?

"……edge!"

Seeing Ling Moyuan's expectant look, Chu Xuan pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly became hazy, and after a long time, he slowly spit out this word.

Although the voice was very soft, it seemed that there was a mysterious force that made Ling Moyuan's body tremble suddenly. He didn't know if he really understood it, and bowed again, "Moyuan understands!"

"Let's keep going!"

Chu Xuan's eyes returned to normal soon, and he waved his hands with a faint smile, "Today I want to see what exactly is this place! There are even these!"

"Yes, little uncle!"

Ling Moyuan responded respectfully, followed Chu Xuan half a step behind, and walked slowly forward.

No one noticed that the Wangxiang Terrace behind him, the Sansheng Stone, and even the huge Wangchuan River and the Naihe Bridge on the river gradually disappeared, as if they had merged into the gray space around them, as if they had never appeared before... …

"Little uncle, do you have any guesses in your mind?" Ling Moyuan asked after walking for a while.

At this time, compared to the beginning, he has become much more agile, and his attitude towards Chu Xuan is truly like that of his own elders.

"Maybe!"

Chu Xuan shrugged his shoulders irrefutably, and a sharp light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Moyuan grinned, but didn't ask any more questions.

In this gray environment, the two of them seemed to be walking in the gap of time, and they couldn't feel the passage of time at all, as if everything around them had stopped, what made them walk was so lonely and helpless.

Finally, I don't know how long it has passed...

A ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him, like an ancient ray of light, it couldn't help but make people feel a glimmer of vitality, a glimmer of hope...

However, before Chu Xuan and Ling Moyuan could do anything else, the bright light became extremely dazzling. The moment the two of them squinted unnaturally, the bright light suddenly shone and completely enveloped them. I just felt that the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and they didn't even have any resistance, and they disappeared in place amidst the surge of countless spatial forces.

When they reappeared, or the moment they stabilized their bodies, they could only see that they had already arrived in a hall...

The hall was blood-red, like a purgatory on earth, but it was very dark, which made people's souls feel shuddering.

"Little uncle, this... what is this place?"

Ling Moyuan couldn't help shivering and asked.

"Look ahead..."

Chu Xuan shook his head and didn't say much, his eyes looking forward became extremely cold and dignified.

"Front?"

Ling Moyuan was stunned, and looked in the direction Chu Xuan was looking at, and saw eighteen gates slowly emerging. The surroundings of the gates seemed to be stained with blood, which looked so shocking and strange. There are two large characters, surrounded by a bloody light, as if there is a magical force that is constantly attracting the souls of the two, making them open the door and go in...

"Pull out tongue? Scissors? Iron tree..."

Ling Moyuan circulated his true energy, forcibly stabilized the trembling of his soul, looked from left to right one by one, and read out a total of 36 big characters, all the way to the last "saw".

And the most important point, every time Ling Moyuan reads two words, the corresponding two words will flash up, as if responding to his words, making Chu Xuan squint his eyes even more. get up...

"Little uncle, this..."

Ling Moyuan was very confused, he turned to look at Chu Xuan.

But Chu Xuan took a deep breath and asked, "Mo Yuan, in the legend about the underworld, do you have these eighteen layers?"

"...No!" Ling Moyuan shook his head honestly.

After a pause, he asked again, "Little uncle, you just said eighteen floors? This should be eighteen rooms, right? How could it be one floor?"

"This is the eighteenth floor of hell!"

Chu Xuan organized his language, and said, "The first floor is Tongue Pulling Hell, which corresponds to the first gate, and so on... until the last No.18 Saw Hell, which corresponds to No.18 gate! In general, ten The eight levels of hell do not mean starting from the first level and advancing to the eighteenth level, it is not a concept of space, but divided by time, degree of suffering and area size!"

After a pause, seeing Ling Moyuan's bewildered expression, Chu Xuan continued, "Look at it, the eighteen gates from left to right are also from small to large! The first gate is the smallest, No. 18 doors are the biggest!"

"It really is!"

Ling Moyuan looked at it carefully, then nodded slightly, but then said suspiciously, "Little Master Uncle, what did you say about the degree of suffering? What do you mean? Is this a place that will torture people? "

"It is said that once the evildoers in the previous life die, they will be judged, and it will be decided how long they will serve before they can be reincarnated! And these [-] levels of hell are the place of punishment!" Chu Xuan replied simply, his tone was more heavy.

Here, although the spiritual sense is suppressed and cannot be used, every time he sees a door, he can feel a looming power, which makes him feel extremely palpitating.

At this time, Chu Xuan understood that the eighteen layers of hell in front of him were definitely not for them to simply pass through as before.

If any one of the doors is rashly opened, I am afraid that what awaits them will be the corresponding hell punishment!
"Could it be that this is really a hell?"

Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes, feeling terrified in his heart.

"Little Martial Uncle...Little Martial Uncle?"

Next to him, Ling Moyuan called out softly, seeing Chu Xuan's pensive expression.

Chu Xuan came back to his senses, and said softly, "Mo Yuan, I'm afraid it's not easy here!"

"What?" Ling Moyuan was taken aback.

Immediately seeing Chu Xuan's dignified and ugly expression, he couldn't help saying in a daze, "Little uncle, don't you mean that we need to go through every hell?"

Hearing Chu Xuan mention the names of each of the [-] levels of hell just now, combined with the extremely weird and intrusive scene in front of him, Ling Moyuan was somewhat apprehensive, but now he speaks even more. Frightened.

"Although I don't know where this place is, why there are eighteen hells..."

Chu Xuan took a deep breath and continued, "However, judging from our previous experience, I'm afraid we really have to go for a walk! Otherwise, we really don't know how to get out? And the most important thing is that we have , Zheng Ran and the others haven’t been found yet!”

Hearing Chu Xuan's words, Ling Moyuan's complexion changed again and again.

On the one hand, they were worried about their next experience, and on the other hand, they were worried about Zheng Ran and the others.

As Chu Xuan said, counting from the beginning of the ghost gate, they didn't find any trace of Zheng Ran's ten people, as if they had never been here.

Ling Moyuan's expression was extremely serious, and he said slowly, "Uncle, is there no other way?"

Chu Xuan opened his mouth, then sighed softly and shook his head with an extremely solemn expression.

"That……"

Ling Moyuan also sighed, and when he was about to say something more, he saw the first door in front of him, which was also marked with the word 'pull tongue', and the blood suddenly flooded. It turned into a bloody vortex, as if it had some kind of spirituality, a bloody light shot out instantly, covering Ling Moyuan's whole body.

"what……"

Ling Moyuan let out a scream, screaming like a soul, and then the Nascent Soul in his body suddenly flew out, and quickly approached the bloody vortex along the blood light, no matter how Ling Moyuan's Nascent Soul struggled, he couldn't break free from the blood The bondage of light...

"court death!"

Seeing this, Chu Xuan hurriedly summoned the Golden Sky Sword, and under the circulation of his true energy, a golden sword glow whizzed out, slashing fiercely at the bloody light.

With a 'swish', the sword light was cut in the air, even if it passed through the blood light, it didn't have any effect. In the next moment, when Chu Xuan had time to make other rescues , Ling Moyuan's Nascent Soul had been pulled into the bloody vortex, and the bloody light and bloody vortex disappeared completely in an instant, and everything around him returned to normal again.

But at this moment, Ling Moyuan's body was lying flat on the ground, as if dead.

Seeing this, Chu Xuan couldn't help squinting his eyes, and looked towards the first door.

Next, blood filled the entire gate, and a light curtain-like existence was formed on the gate in an instant.

But what appeared in the light curtain was Ling Moyuan's Nascent Soul, howling and struggling incessantly. Several translucent fuzzy little ghosts around him were controlling him, and the other little ghost in front of him was holding something. The tool is constantly pulling Ling Moyuan's tongue out of his mouth...

All of this seemed so cruel.

Even though he didn't hear the sound, Chu Xuan seemed to be able to feel it clearly from the images presented, and his complexion changed drastically.

In addition, at this time, Ling Moyuan's body, which was lying flat on the ground and seemed to be dead, had a lot of blood on the corner of his mouth. His mouth was wide open, and he looked extremely painful, as if someone really killed him. Tongue was forcibly pulled out of his mouth.

This scene made Chu Xuan frown even more.

"It can actually affect the main body!"

Chu Xuan sucked in a breath of cold air, his squinted eyes flickered with brilliance, and at this moment, he was constantly thinking about the need to rescue Ling Moyuan as soon as possible, otherwise his life might be lost...

(End of this chapter)