Eighteen Levels of Hell?
Terrifying, deep, and cold laughter reverberated in his ears. It was as if it came from the depths of hell, accompanied by the cries of ghosts and howls of demons.
Feng Lin's gaze stared into the distance, only to see the darkness seething in the surroundings. Numerous malevolent and distorted faces appeared from within, with blood-red eyes and black hole-like mouths roaring. They were like evil spirits that had sunk into hell, suffering all sorts of torture, never to be reincarnated.
The mournful howl made people's hearts tremble.
"This is an illusory array?!" Feng Lin stared at the many stone pillars that emitted blood-colored and black qi, forming a formation. He fell into deep thought.
No wonder he kept feeling that there was something wrong with the Ultimate Killer King. Even if the Ultimate Killer King was heavily injured, it was impossible for his strength to fall so quickly. He didn't expect that the Ultimate Killer King was actually setting up a formation in secret.
In that case, the blood he left behind entering the earth was also intentional.
As expected of the Ultimate Killer King. Such killing intent and methods truly made one not dare to be careless.
No matter how careful Feng Lin was, he still fell for it.
The formation borrowed the might of heaven and earth, already completed. It was incredibly powerful, completely dragging him into hell, unable to escape.
Boom!
The darkness surged, and there was a loud noise that shook the earth and mountains.
Feng Lin inclined his head and glanced over, only to see a demon with a green face and sharp fangs rising before him. Its body was as large as a mountain, towering and terrifying. There was a white bone crown on its head, and its blood-red eyes were wide open as it stared down at Feng Lin.
"Stinking brat, let's see how you escape now! The Eighteen Hells judged all living things. After being dragged into the Eighteen Hells, one's soul would suffer endless torment and be completely shattered. One's consciousness would no longer exist, and one's soul would scatter. If the heart died, even the most advanced technology in the universe wouldn't be able to save it. After you die, your cultivation will become resources to help me improve my cultivation. This is the fate of those who died by my hands. You can't escape it either! This is also why I'm known as the Ultimate Killer King. It's because I'm the only one who has grasped this ultimate technique! The demon laughed sinisterly. If this wasn't the Killer King, who could it be?
"Eighteen Levels of Hell? Do you really think you're the King of Hell? " The situation was extremely dangerous, but Feng Lin didn't panic. He was stalling for time with the other party, searching for a chance to break out of this predicament.
"Hmm? You actually know about the legend of King Yanluo? I've underestimated you! " Maybe the Ultimate Killer King already felt that victory was in his grasp. He laughed malevolently as he stared at Feng Lin, who was like an ant, struggling in his palm. "Do you know? I'm walking on the Asura Mythological Path, and the synthesis formula for the Asura Gene is Baleful Gene x6 + Slaughter Gene x7 + Spirit Gene x5 = Asura Gene. And the endpoint of this path is none other than the Yama King who rules over the eighteen hells of hell. In the Eighteen Abysses of Hell, I am the King of Hell! "
His voice was like muffled thunder, ringing out from the dark sky. It was as if the King of Hell was sitting in the City of Vain Deaths, announcing Feng Lin's inevitable death.
Feng Lin felt a chill in his heart.
This Killer King actually told him the priceless genetic formula of the Asura Gene. What did this mean?
This meant that he already had the confidence to kill him and prevent him from revealing the secret.
An illusion array?
The Asura Gene had to use the Spirit Gene as a parameter to evolve.
Feng Lin silently mused. Since this was an illusory art, it meant that the target was the spirit.
The mistake of this Killer King was that he told Feng Lin the formula of the Asura Gene, allowing Feng Lin to understand his background. Did the Killer King really think that Feng Lin was a soft persimmon that he could bully as he pleased?
"So what if you are the Yama King? You must know that I'm the Great Sage Equal to Heavens … "Feng Lin laughed in a low voice.
"What?" Seeing that Feng Lin didn't panic despite being in such a desperate situation, the Killer King furrowed his brows. He didn't hear what Feng Lin said clearly.
BOOM!
With Feng Lin at the center, a violent spirit force gushed forth like a tempest, blasting into this dark illusory realm. The space started to distort as though it couldn't endure the pressure any longer and started to crumble.
"You have awakened the Spirit Gene as well?" The Ultimate Killer King was badly shocked as he coldly spoke. "Since you have awakened the Spirit Gene and also know the genetic formula of my Asura Path, there's no way I can spare you. If not, you will surely become a great calamity in the future! "
"Since things have come to this, what's the point of saying all this, Killer King? If you want to fight, let's fight! "Feng Lin coldly snorted. His spirit force erupted forth, attacking the illusory realm.
"Courting death!" The Killer King's eyes narrowed. His spirit force gushed forth as well, causing the Hell Illusion Formation to change and rapidly stabilize.
The blood sea churned as numerous howling little ghosts crawled out from it. They were densely packed and had metal chains in their hands.
"First level of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Tongue Pulling Hell!" A cold snort rang out.
Feng Lin's surroundings changed drastically. He discovered that he had been tied to an iron pillar unknowingly. Heavy chains wrapped around him, and he had no way to break free.
These little ghosts were only the size of a fist. They were like ants crawling all over his body. They pried open Feng Lin's mouth and used metal hooks to pull out his tongue.
A heart-wrenching pain filled the air.
Feng Lin's face turned red as he did his best to pull out his tongue.
"Audacious vile ghost, you actually dare to defy the Yama King's judgement. Little ones, attack together and pull out his tongue!" A red-colored little ghost roared.
The other little ghosts all stood up and screeched unceasingly. They all rushed over and grabbed Feng Lin's tongue, pulling it out with all their might.
All the little ghosts exerted their strength together, like a tug of war.
Feng Lin found it hard to resist this force. His tongue was ruthlessly pulled out by one meter, and he almost became a hanged ghost.
Those little ghosts took out smaller knives, forks, axes, halberds … and stabbed at his tongue. Fresh blood flowed, and the pain was indescribable.
Feng Lin's consciousness started to fade.
Another cold snort that sounded like the howl of an evil ghost rang out.
"Second level of the eighteen levels of hell, Hell of Scissors!"
The earth split apart as numerous gigantic scissors soared into the sky. With a 'kacha' sound, the little ghosts were all cut into pieces. Feng Lin was instantly cut into thousands of pieces, turning into minced meat.
But after that, he rapidly recovered. Countless scissors made 'kacha' sounds as Feng Lin's body was dismembered again and again.
"Third level of the eighteen levels of hell, Hell of Iron Trees!"
Feng Lin was once again tied to an iron tree. Every tree branch was a sharp blade that pierced through his skin and hung on the tree. When the cold wind blew, his bones and flesh would all disappear. He was then left to dry in the sun, and not long after, he turned into a dried corpse.
…
"Ninth level of the eighteen levels of hell, Hell of Oil Pot!"
The huge pot was boiling with flames, and the oil inside was boiling hot.
Feng Lin was stripped naked and thrown into the pot. Boundless hot oil enveloped him, causing his skin to crack and his flesh to be cooked. His flesh and blood were fried repeatedly, causing crackling sounds to ring out.
He howled in pain, feeling like he was cooked from the inside out.
"Tenth level of the eighteen levels of hell, Hell of Ox Pit!"
Feng Lin was thrown into a huge pit. Ten thousand oxen trampled over, their bodies burning with flames, turning him into ashes upon contact. Their horns were like spears, thrusting ruthlessly, trampling Feng Lin into meat paste.
…
Feng Lin fell into the depths of the eighteen levels of hell, suffering all sorts of torture. His body was crushed into ashes again and again.
"As expected of a cultivator who has awakened the Spirit Gene. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to withstand the ninth level of hell. But you have already come to the tenth level. I want to see how long you can persist for. You must know that each level of hell is more terrifying than the previous! "
"Eleventh level of the eighteen levels of hell, Hell of Stone Pressure!"
"Twelfth level of hell, Hell of Mortar and Mortar!"
"Thirteenth level of hell, Hell of Blood Pool!"
…
The Killer King continued to speak. Huge rocks came crashing down, crushing Feng Lin's body into the mortar and mortar. Feng Lin's fingers were crushed into powder, and he was then thrown into the blood pool. Countless pairs of arms dragged him in.
His body fell into the abyss as the ghostly wails echoed in his ears.
Feng Lin's will was shattered as he sank into an unprecedented state of danger. Once he sank into darkness, it would be eternal silence, never to wake up again.
A huge sense of danger rose in his heart. He understood that his life and death were only a thin line apart.
It was like a dream, like an illusion, like a bubble.
Feng Lin kept chanting the incantation in his heart, trying to rouse his consciousness again and again, wanting to wake up.
However, that boundless darkness and coldness kept suppressing his heart, causing him to sink into the endless darkness.
"Eh?" At this moment, a faint light suddenly appeared before Feng Lin's eyes. It was like a faint spot of light. Although it was dim, it was able to illuminate a part of the darkness.
He instinctively moved closer and saw a familiar scene. Within a majestic great hall.
…
"Yama King, I, Old Sun, have cultivated the dao, my lifespan is equal to the heavens, and I've jumped out of the three realms, jumping out of the five elements. Why is there someone here to imprison me?" A golden monkey with a thunderous face held a metal cudgel in his hand and sat on the throne of the Yama King. He spoke in an incomparably arrogant manner.
"Immortal, please calm your anger. There are many people with the same name in the world. Could it be that the person who hooked the dead has gone to the wrong place? "The Yama King spoke in fear.
"Nonsense! Nonsense! As the saying goes, 'Officials, officials, officials.' Quickly take out the Book of Life and Death for me to take a look! " The monkey didn't believe it and kept berating in anger. The metal cudgel in his hand swung out and rapidly expanded. A shining golden metal pillar swept out, causing the Yama King's Hall to tremble. Several of the pillars were broken.
The Yama King was so frightened that he trembled. "Quick, quick, quick! Judge, take out the Book of Life and Death! "
A judge with a crown on his head hurriedly took out a huge book and brought it over.
The monkey snatched the book and started flipping through it.
The Book of Life and Death had a total of bugs, caterpillars, winged bugs, insects, and scales. This monkey looked like a human but didn't enter its name. It looked like a bug but didn't belong to a country. It looked like a beast but didn't belong to a kirin. It looked like a bird but didn't belong to a phoenix. However, it had its own Book of Life and Death.
The monkey opened it and saw the words' Soul 'written on it. "Sun Wukong's name is Heavenly Stone Monkey. His lifespan is 342 years old and he should die a good death!"
The monkey was instantly enraged. "I've already become an immortal and learned from a master. Why is my name in the Book of Life and Death? Quickly take out a brush! "
"This …" The Yama King and the judge exchanged a glance, feeling troubled.
"Mn? Could it be that you guys still want to bully me, Old Sun? "The monkey glared with his golden eyes. It was like if the Yama King didn't agree, he would overturn this hell.
The Yama King had a bitter look on his face. He hurriedly gestured to the judge at the side and passed him a judge's brush.
Monkey snatched the brush and instantly crossed off his name. That wasn't the end of it. The brush started waving around randomly, turning the Book of Life and Death into scribbles. It was a mess.
"I'm done, I'm done! From today onwards, my monkey zodiac sign is no longer under the jurisdiction of the Underworld! "The monkey turned and walked out, not even bothering to say goodbye.
The Yama King looked at the Book of Life and Death that had been torn to pieces on the ground. He was so angry that his entire body was trembling. "Men! This demon monkey destroyed the treasures of the Underworld. Capture him and send him to the eighteenth level of hell! "
Roar! Jie! Roar! …
Ox-head, Horse-face, Asura Yaksha … Countless ghost soldiers and generals of the Underworld pounced over, surrounding the monkey like a tidal wave.
"Good timing! I've long been unhappy with your Underworld that casually seduces souls! Today, I'm going to turn the eighteen levels of hell upside down! " The monkey wasn't afraid at all. He laughed coldly and his body trembled. Countless golden hairs fell from his body and instantly transformed into countless monkeys. They wielded metal cudgels and killed their way into the ghost army of the Underworld.
"Hehehe!"
The monkey laughed coldly. His golden figure was everywhere, facing off against the tens of thousands of ghost army alone. His metal cudgels swept out, destroying the world.
With a sweep of the cudgels, the ghost soldiers and generals were completely turned into dust. Their souls were scattered and they couldn't even reincarnate.
In the Netherworld, the ground cracked and the sky shattered. It was a scene of destruction.
Bridge of Helplessness, broken!
River of Forgetfulness, destroyed!
Stone of Three Lives, shattered!
…
Once the monkey made a move, endless ferocity rose in his heart. When he made a move, he was lawless and didn't have the slightest bit of restraint. He almost completely destroyed the world in the Netherworld.
The many ghost soldiers were crushed under the monkey's metal cudgels.
"Quick! Go to the Emerald Cloud Palace and invite the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! "The Yama King was incomparably shocked when he saw the monkey unleashing its ferocious might.
The monkey vented its anger wantonly. Everywhere it passed by, there was destruction. The Underworld was turned into ruins.
"Evil monkey, don't be impudent!" A solemn voice resounded through the sky, and a lotus throne descended from the sky. Soon, it was as large as the sky, and it pressed down.
Monkey instinctively raised his cudgel to block. Boundless Buddhist Force came pressing down and he was completely pressed down as if he had fallen into the Eighteen Levels of Hell. He kept on struggling and letting out furious bellows. Gradually, his voice went silent.
After a long time, King Yanluo and the Judge Gods finally dared to approach. "Have you finally suppressed this demon monkey?"
They bowed towards the distant sky. "Thank you, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, for suppressing the demon monkeys with your boundless Dharmic powers and saving Hell!"
"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! King Yanluo was being too polite. If hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha. Hell is related to this little monk's chance of attaining enlightenment. This is something that should be done! "A solemn voice resounded from the golden Buddha's aura.
"Buddha is merciful!"
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is merciful!"
"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"
…
The Underworld was filled with cheers.
Just as the living beings of Hell were prostrating themselves to the ground, a loud boom rang out.
The heavens fell and the earth split apart. Everything shattered.
"What?" The gods and ghosts looked over.
They saw that at the bottom of the endless Eighteen Levels of Hell, a huge golden pillar reached the sky, piercing through the Eighteen Levels of Hell. The demons and ghosts were in chaos, and a huge hole appeared in the dark sky of the Underworld.
A golden figure somersaulted and turned into a golden light, disappearing without a trace from the huge hole.
"This …" King Yanluo looked at the Netherworld that had turned into ruins. He was shocked and terrified. His entire body was trembling, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
The angry voice in the Buddhist light was like thunder, and the entire Netherworld was trembling.
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