The people on the Bridge of Helplessness were helpless, but there was no life under the Bridge of Helplessness. Every ghost that arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness had to drink Meng Po's Meng Po soup before crossing the Bridge of Helplessness. When crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, they might pass safely, or they might fall into the River of Forgetfulness and suffer the pain of the blood corroding their bones.
This wasn't the fake Bridge of Helplessness created by a formation, but the real Bridge of Helplessness in the netherworld. The bridge was hundreds of times larger than imagined, and there were gusts of cold wind blowing on it. If one wasn't careful, they might fall into the river. Meng Po, who was standing at the head of the bridge, raised the big bowl in her hand. She wanted Bai Jinbei to drink it, but she suddenly thought of something.
"I'll give you some good fortune, go reincarnate, hahaha …!"
Meng Po waved her hand and poured the Meng Po soup into the River of Forgetfulness. The blood in the river seemed to have met its nemesis, immediately burning a big hole. Even though the river kept flowing, the big hole became bigger and bigger until it was the size of a person.
Then, Bai Jinbei's soul turned into a white light and entered the big hole. Meng Po waved her hand again, and the big hole suddenly disappeared. The river continued to flow as if nothing had happened.
"This damned woman, stealing my business again."
Judge Cui Daoming slammed the table, causing the 18 levels of hell to buzz. Those ghosts that crossed the Bridge of Helplessness were supposed to register with him first. After his judgment, he would decide who would be reincarnated, who would be thrown into a pot of oil or tied to a red-hot iron pillar, and receive all kinds of punishments.
Even if their crimes were light, they would at least go to the first level, the Hell of Tongue Pulling. Anyone alive would sow discord, slander people, be glib-tongued, use clever words to argue, and lie. After death, they would be sent to the Hell of Tongue Pulling. The little ghost would pry open people's mouths, clamp down on their tongues, and pull them out. Instead of pulling them out all at once, they would stretch them out slowly. A human's tongue could actually be pulled out very long. For example, a hanged person could stretch their tongue to their navel due to the lack of oxygen before death.
Someone like Bai Jinbei who had committed countless crimes and killed countless people. If they really went to the Judge to register, even if they didn't go to the 18th level of hell, they would be thrown into the 17th level of the Grindstone Hell. It started from the skin, layer by layer, all the way to the bone. Then, the bones were ground down bit by bit until they became a mixture of bone foam and meat filling.
Ghosts wouldn't die from torture in hell, but they would experience the pain. This kind of punishment was many times crueler than those in the human world.
"Yes, it's a big fat boy."
In the quiet mountain village, in the courtyard of a farmhouse. An honest farmer wearing coarse clothes was pacing anxiously outside the house. He continued to smoke, but he still couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart. Just then there was the sound of a baby crying in the room, and the midwife joyfully announced the birth of a boy. He weighed eight catties and was very healthy.
Strangely, for some reason, this child was born with a white crescent moon on his forehead. It felt like a scar, or perhaps a birthmark.
"It's finally my turn to fight!"
The white tiger, who was bored to death in the Garden of Beasts, felt a call from the outside world. This white tiger was the one who had studied abroad and tried to curry favor with Du Feng to bring him out. If not for the [Viridescent Flower Egg], Du Feng would really want to use it as a beast.
In Bai Jinbei's previous life, although he was the Hall Master of the White Tiger Hall, his beast was actually not the Divine Beast White Tiger, but the White Striped Tiger. Both of them had the same color, but their ranks were worlds apart. In this life, he had reincarnated and actually summoned the real Divine Beast White Tiger the moment he spoke. Although he was born in a poor mountain village, with this kind of talent, he would definitely achieve great things in the future.
"Escape!"
Du Feng was in the human world, so he didn't know that Meng Po was cheating in the netherworld. He used the Earth Escape Technique and quickly hid deep underground. This place wasn't like the Burial Ground, the ground wasn't as hard, and he could easily dive a few hundred meters deep.
The reason why he hid underground was because he couldn't suppress the heat in his dantian anymore. After eating such a huge dragon, Du Tulong's maturity increased a lot, and it also gave Du Feng a lot of pure True Essence.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, Du Feng's body was like a volcano that was about to erupt. There was a large amount of heat inside that wanted to gush out, but it was suppressed at the exit. His body shook uncontrollably, loosening the soil and rocks around him.
Because the True Essence was too vigorous and hot, his meridians were first filled with cracks, and then a layer of crystals condensed, blocking those cracks. The hot air became thicker and thicker, like a thick fog, the water content kept rising, and it actually started to liquefy.
The True Essence would undergo a qualitative change, and the most obvious characteristic was "liquefying". After liquefying, the hot air became more viscous and dense, more than ten times more condensed than the original True Essence. Before breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm, Du Feng's strength had greatly increased. However, this more viscous True Essence also had a disadvantage, which was that it was a great test for the dantian and meridians.
Once this stage was broken through, it would signify that the martial artist's cultivation had entered a new realm. No matter where you went in the continent, everyone would respect you as a Grandmaster, and you could already start your own sect. There were hundreds of small and medium-sized sects in the East Continent, and their Patriarchs were not young, but their Cultivation was only at the Grandmaster Realm.
If it was water in the beginning, then it was mercury now. The density of the two could not be compared. The amount of True Essence transformed from the dragon was too large. Previously, Du Feng's dantian was so full that it almost exploded. Now that the density had increased, it was not so full anymore. However, the degree of heat did not decrease, but increased, causing Du Feng to grimace in pain.
The unique characteristic of Martial Condensation Realm martial artists was that they could condense Qi into weapons, and condense True Qi outside their bodies. And the unique characteristic of advancing to the Grandmaster Realm was that this Qi would liquefy, and all the limbs and bones would be cleansed. The strength of the body could not be compared to before, and the amount of True Essence stored had also increased.
Du Feng's True Essence was clearly in a liquefied state, but his Cultivation was still not at the Grandmaster Realm. He was once again in that awkward situation. Other people would definitely advance to the Grandmaster Realm after reaching Martial Condensation Realm Level 9, but he had actually reached Martial Condensation Realm Level 10.
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