After Song Zhong was sent to the Bitter Prison by the Angry Guardian King Kong, he realized that he had arrived at a strange place. There was no ground beneath his feet and no stars in the sky. It was pitch black everywhere. He couldn't see or feel anything.
Song Zhong knew that this place must be extremely strange. It was impossible for him to rush out. After all, there was a pervert like the Angry Guardian King Kong outside.
Hence, Song Zhong decided to take things as they came. He sat cross-legged obediently and waited for the other party's next move.
In the end, not long after Song Zhong sat down, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind.
When the first gust of cold wind blew, Song Zhong felt cool. However, when the second gust of cold wind blew, he felt a chill all over his body. He couldn't help but shiver.
Then, the third gust of cold wind made Song Zhong feel as though he had fallen into an ice cave. He was so cold that his teeth chattered.
This time, Song Zhong didn't dare to be careless. He quickly adjusted his breathing and used the Primal Chaos Mantra to resist the cold.
Song Zhong couldn't help but be shocked. He was a member of the Chaos Giant Spirit Race. He wasn't afraid of cold or heat. Not to mention this small gust of cold wind, even the chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind couldn't do anything to him!
However, he didn't know what was going on with the chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind. It completely ignored Song Zhong's strong body and directly penetrated into his bones.
Song Zhong, who was in the chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind, felt as though his flesh was being cut by countless small knives. This feeling of being cut into pieces made him feel so much pain that he wished he was dead!
And this was just the beginning. After the chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind came the chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind. The chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind was even colder than the chilly Ice Baleful Yin Wind.
In short, Song Zhong felt as though his entire body wasn't his anymore. That feeling was as though thousands of ants were gnawing on his flesh. It was simply too painful.
Following which, it began to snow. At the start, it was only a light snowfall, followed by a heavy snowfall. After it landed on SongZhong's body, it would turn into a frightening cold Qi, entering his body.
That terrifying cold air was so cold that Song Zhong felt like his bone marrow was about to shatter. That indescribable pain almost drove him crazy! If it wasn't for his strong conviction supporting him, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.
After the goose feather snow, there were ice blades and snow swords that pierced Song Zhong's body. His skin did not break, and his flesh did not split open. However, they were like little worms that burrowed into his body, constantly moving about. It made Song Zhong feel pain and itch. That kind of feeling was really worse than death!
Then, countless glaciers came crashing from all directions, but they were all real objects. Every time they collided, Song Zhong was sent flying in the sky like a crazy bird.
This situation lasted for an unknown number of days before it slowly came to an end. Song Zhong, who was finally freed from the endless cold, felt all the muscles in his body go numb. He didn't even have the strength to move. Fortunately, he had made it through the Eight Frost Hell of the Bitter Prison.
At the same time, King Kong and the others outside couldn't help but secretly nod their heads. Although they seemed to be meditating, they were actually using their divine senses to secretly observe the situation in the Bitter Prison. When they saw that Song Zhong was actually able to force his way through the Eight Winters Hell, they couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.
It should be known that the Bitter Prison was not a joke. Every step was very difficult. Only those with great wisdom and perseverance could pass the test. Without these, even a powerful Hunyuan Golden Immortal might not be able to survive.
In fact, even in the Buddha World, there were not many people who could pass through the Eight Frost Hell. Some people even cultivated to the Buddha Realm and still couldn't pass through the Bitter Prison.
However, King Kong didn't feel particularly happy that Song Zhong had passed through this tribulation. Instead, he smiled and said, "Song Zhong is a member of the Chaos Giant Spirit Clan after all. His physical body is strong and his basic skills are extremely solid. In addition, he is also a Golden Immortal of the Great All-Embracing Heaven. It's not surprising that he can pass through the Eight Frost Hell!"
"Then you mean that he can't pass through the Eight Heat Hell?" A Buddha couldn't help but ask.
"With his strength and talent, I think that the Eight Heat Hell will be an extremely tough test for him. There's only a 50% chance that he will succeed. It all depends on his luck!" Glaring Guardian Deity explained with a smile.
"Hehe, in that case, let's wait and see!" Another Buddha said with a smile.
The Buddhas agreed and then no longer said anything. They closed their eyes and meditated again, secretly using their divine senses to investigate the situation in the Bitter Prison.
While the Buddhas were discussing, Song Zhong, who had just survived the Eight Wintry Hell, didn't even have time to catch his breath before he was forced to face a new crisis. And this time, a warm wind blew at him.
As the first gust of warm wind blew, Song Zhong's cold body immediately warmed up. He felt warm and comfortable, as if he was in heaven.
However, when the second gust of warm wind blew, it was different. Song Zhong felt stuffy all over, as if he had entered a steamer.
When the warm wind blew from behind, Song Zhong felt a burning pain all over his body, as if he had been thrown into a fire.
It didn't take long for the warm wind to turn into a hot wind, and then into a fiery wind. It was a strong wind formed entirely from the raging flames.
While these flames looked ferocious, they were not real flames and were unable to cause any harm to SongZhong's body. However, they seeped into Song Zhong's body and wreaked havoc everywhere.
Under the influence of these flames, Song Zhong felt as if he was burning, and the flames were eating away at his body inch by inch. That feeling was indescribable. Even if he was being cut into pieces, it wouldn't be enough to compare.
With such pain, Song Zhong wanted to give up a few times. However, in the end, he persevered with a firm belief, and that was, "Never be a bald donkey!"
When he thought of all the things that would happen after he became a bald donkey, Song Zhong's heart was suddenly filled with endless strength, allowing him to persevere once again.
Originally, this slogan should have been said in his heart, but Song Zhong was confused by the burning, and he unconsciously muttered, "Never be a bald donkey! Never be a bald donkey! I won't be a bald donkey! "
In the beginning, Song Zhong was still mumbling softly, but as the fire grew stronger, Song Zhong's mind became more and more muddled from the pain. He began to shout in a daze, "Never be a bald donkey! He would never be a bald donkey! I won't be a bald donkey! "
When the angry Vajras and other Buddhist disciples heard this, they looked at each other, not knowing what to say!
Fortunately, the Buddhas were more free and easy. None of them pursued Song Zhong's rudeness. On the other hand, Glaring Vajra was a little depressed. He could not help but chuckle and say, "Well done, Song Zhong. For the sake of not being a monk, you actually developed such a huge grudge, causing the Eight Hot Hells to burn in hell! Good, you have guts. I want to see how you'll suffer in the Eight Distresses Hell! "
Just as Glaring Vajra and other Buddhist disciples were silently criticizing Song Zhong, Song Zhong, who was in the Eight Hot Hells, finally sent away the last flame of the Eight Hot Hells.
It was both cold and hot, and it was finally over. Song Zhong heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally reached the end.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt that the situation around him was not right. The originally vast and boundless void suddenly became extremely narrow. In the end, it wrapped around Song Zhong's body like a fetal membrane.
At the same time, SongZhong felt an excruciating pain in his stomach, as though someone was throwing him out alive.
Song Zhong was shocked. Just as he was about to stand up and struggle, he suddenly realized that his body had become extremely weak. When he looked down, his skin was wrinkled like old tree bark. He looked like an old man in his twilight years.
This time, Song Zhong was stunned. He could not help but want to scream. However, when he opened his mouth, no words came out. Every part of his body was wailing, so much so that even the slightest movement would cause him incomparable pain. He was like a person who was suffering from all kinds of diseases.
A dying old man who was suffering from all kinds of diseases and was locked in a membrane, enduring the pain of childbirth. In such a state, Song Zhong naturally could not hold on for long before he completely breathed his last. Song Zhong no longer felt anything. He just vaguely enjoyed the peace of death!
This was the Eight Distresses Hell's Birth, Old Age, Illness, and Death. This was only the first four distresses, yet Song Zhong was already in so much pain that he wished he was dead. His mind was about to collapse.
However, just as SongZhong was about to be unable to hold on any longer, a golden light suddenly rose from SongZhong's Dantian, freeing him from the state of death. Although SongZhong was still suffering from an endless amount of pain, under the protection of this golden light, he did not give in, but persevered.
After Birth, Old Age, Illness, and Death, there were the Four Distresses, Love, Separation, Resentment, Unattainable Desires, and Five Accumulations. Each one was more powerful than the last. If Song Zhong had to bear it himself, he would have died many times over.
However, although the final killing move of the Distresses Hell was powerful, it could not withstand Song Zhong's supreme artifact, the Bell of Chaos. In the end, with the help of the Bell of Chaos, Song Zhong miraculously persevered until the end.
When the last Five Accumulations of Suffering passed, Song Zhong suddenly felt a bright light in front of him. The next moment, he appeared in mid-air of the Mahesvara. Song Zhong pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground. He faced the countless protectors, arhats, Buddhas, and Vajras below and roared proudly, "In heaven and on earth, only I am supreme!"
As soon as Song Zhong's voice fell, the entire Mahesvara shook. Suddenly, countless colorful lights formed between heaven and earth. Finally, they returned to the back of Song Zhong's head, forming a colorful halo made of infinite Buddhist light. Song Zhong's figure was like a god!
It was completely boiling. Auspicious clouds rose into the sky, and fragrance filled the air. Countless Buddhist disciples flocked to pay their respects to Song Zhong. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!)
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