I'm from the Celestial Realm. "
Wu Dao's true body did not intend to hide his origin, and there was no need for that.
"The Celestial Realm?"
Tang Qing-er looked at Wu Dao's true body in disbelief and asked, "You really are from the Celestial Realm? Is it the Celestial Realm of the Medium-Class World?"
Wu Dao's true body nodded slightly.
"How is that possible?"
Tang Qing`er still could not believe it. She said, "I heard father say that there is a powerful barrier between the medium-class world and the Infernal Court. The experts of the medium-class world, even those who have cultivated to the level of emperors, cannot enter the Infernal Court."
"It's also a freak combination of factors that led me to this place."
Wu Dao's true body did not explain further.
He could not explain this matter clearly.
Even he was now in a state of confusion and had countless questions in his heart.
"What is the Infernal Court you just mentioned?"
Wu Dao's true body sensed that there was an extremely important message hidden in Tang Qing-er's words and asked, "Is the Infernal Court not part of the Medium-Class World?"
Normally speaking, the various realms of the Medium-Class World were separated by a boundless sea of stars.
Although the realm of cultivators was too low and it was difficult for them to cross the stars, generally speaking, there were no such barriers when entering other realms.
Not to mention Imperial Emperors, even True Immortals and Immortal Kings could enter other realms.
The existence of such a barrier between the Infernal Court and the Medium-Class World was somewhat abnormal.
"Of course not."
Tang Qing-er said, "The Infernal Court is isolated from the Medium-Class World. It is an existence on par with the Medium-Class World and below the Upper-Class World."
Hearing this, Wu Dao's true body felt a chill in his heart.
One had to know that the entire Medium-Class World was known as the Three Thousand Realms. The Celestial Realm, the Great Wilderness, the Dragon Realm, the Sword Realm, the Wutong Realm, and so on were all Medium-Class Worlds.
And the so-called Infernal Court could actually stand on par with the entire Medium-Class World!
"The Cold Spring Dungeon we're in is just one of the many hells in Infernal Court."
Tang Qing-er continued, "There are nine Hells in the entire Infernal Court. They are the Heavy Spring Prison, Acheron Prison, Cold Spring Prison, Yin Spring Prison, Nether Spring Prison, Lower Spring Prison, Bitter Spring Prison, Black Spring Prison, and the first Hell Black Spring Prison in the center."
Nine Hells!
Wu Dao's main body was secretly shocked.
This Infernal Court was even more mysterious and shocking than he had imagined.
Just the North Ridge of the Cold Spring Prison was comparable to the territory of the Heaven Realm. What kind of world was the entire Cold Spring Prison, or even the Nine Hells?
Prison, prison, prison …
Could it be that the Seamless Emperor truly wanted to suppress the Nine Hells?
Thinking back to the many Infernal Realm creatures just now, when they heard that he came from the Heaven Realm, they revealed a strong hatred and hostility towards him.
This speculation was not impossible.
Wu Dao's original body asked, "Why are the people here so hostile towards the Upper Realm?"
Tang Qing 'er said, "There are many theories. Some say that the Infernal Court's Nether Qi has been drying up over the years, making cultivation more difficult. It has something to do with the Upper Worlds."
"Some say that the former Lord of Hell was suppressed by a powerhouse from the Upper Realm an era ago."
Hearing this, Wu Dao's heart stirred.
An epoch ago should have been the Seamless Epoch.
In the Hell of Avici, he had encountered two wills. Could one of them be the Lord of Hell?
In that case, who was the other one?
Tang Qing 'er continued, "Some say that we don't have to live in this dark and gloomy Infernal Court. We could have had a better environment outside. It's all because of the oppression and humiliation of the Upper Realm creatures that we've been suppressed here all year round."
After pausing for a while, Tang Qing`er smiled and said, "I don't know the specific reason. In short, the creatures of Infernal Realm are very hostile to the Upper World. You must not reveal your identity and origin."
"If that's the case, why did you recruit me?"
Wu Dao's original body asked.
He could feel that Tang Qing 'er's attitude towards him was different from the other creatures of Hell. At least, there was no hostility.
Tang Qing 'er said, "I've never been to the Upper Realm, and I've never come into contact with the creatures there. Who knows what the Upper Realm is like?"
"For a world that I've never seen with my own eyes and creatures that I've never come into contact with, I only have curiosity in my heart. There's no hatred."
"I recruited you because I want to understand the Upper Realm through you. I hope that if there's a chance, you can tell me about it."
At this point, Tang Qing 'er's eyes revealed a deep curiosity.
Wu Dao's original body nodded.
The two of them communicated through their consciousness. After a while, the four of them had already arrived in front of Northridge City.
When the guards at the city gate saw the token on Tang Qing 'er's waist, they revealed looks of respect and hurriedly bowed to make way.
The four of them entered the city successfully.
Wu Dao's original body walked in the largest city in Northridge. Everything around him was filled with novelty.
There was a civilization that was completely different from the Heavenly Realm.
Whether it was the architectural style or the people coming and going, including every detail in the ancient city, it revealed a dark style that belonged to Hell. It had a unique atmosphere.
The colors in Hell were rather monotonous.
Almost everything in the ancient city was a combination of black and red. In the gloominess, there was a faint trace of blood and terror.
The birthday banquet of the King of Northridge was approaching. Northridge City was also filled with joy.
On both sides of the streets, there were many lanterns that exuded a blood-red light. In the dark ancient city, it was as if ancient ferocious beasts were glaring with their scarlet eyes!
Some cultivators had just hung up the lanterns when Wu Dao's original body glanced at it and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Blood was still dripping from the bottom of the lantern, emitting a faint smell of blood!
Those lanterns were truly soaked in fresh blood before being released.
Such a terrifying thing was extremely normal in this ancient city of Hell. Furthermore, it was perfectly compatible with the surrounding environment and did not feel out of place at all.
In the Cold Spring Prison, there was a strict hierarchy.
On the streets, only Prison Generals could swagger in the middle of the streets.
There were narrow spaces on both sides of the streets for many Prison Generals to pass through.
In the sky above the ancient city, only Prison Kings could pass through at will!
Of course, among the four of Wu Dao's original body, Tang Qing 'er had a noble status as the daughter of the King of Northridge. Hence, no one stopped her from flying through the air.
"Yo, isn't this the little princess of Northridge?"
Not far away, a voice with a hint of frivolity sounded.
The four of them looked over.
Not far away, a large group of cultivators was flying through the air. The person in the lead was dressed in a jade green robe and was playing with two fireballs that burned with green flames in his hands.
That person's cultivation realm was only that of a Prison General.
However, behind him stood a Prison King with a terrifying aura and eyes that seemed to be burning with green flames!
That young man seemed to have a noble status.
(End of Chapter)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
