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Hall of Dreams of the Immortal Court.
Zhu Minglang saw Hong Yi being dragged into the hall like a half-dead dog.
He had caught the right person this time. He was already tortured half to death before his soul was brought to him.
Of course, the Chang Huang knew that the Fu Chen God was the one who had the final say.
"Hong Yi, do you recognize me?" A smile surfaced on Zhu Minglang's face. That face gradually became clearer in the fog of dreams.
"It's … it's you …" Hong Yi recognized Zhu Minglang. The cunning look in his eyes was instantly extinguished!
There was no way he could deny it!
"Send him on his way. The Underworld Officials in the Extreme Hell Reincarnation can't wait any longer," Zhu Minglang did not want to waste any more time on him.
"No, no, I'm not going to the Extreme Hell Reincarnation. I will never go to the Extreme Hell Reincarnation. I've already sacrificed so many lives!" Hong Yi immediately screamed!
"The Heavens are unfair to you. When you die, a Yin God will throw you into the Extreme Hell. I will break through the gates of the Extreme Hell to save you. However, with your sins, if there are a hundred and eight levels below the Extreme Hell, you should stay in the lowest level forever! "Zhu Minglang said coldly.
"You don't have the right, you don't have the right to execute me. My … my brother is the Demon Immortal, the ruler of all Deities!" Hong Yi's voice became sharp.
"Your brother is the same as you. He should go to the Extreme Hell Reincarnation. However, he's smarter than you. With his intelligence, he can live a few more years than you in the Yang Realm. However, don't worry about him. I will reunite you with him in the Underworld soon!" Zhu Minglang said.
If Hong Mo hadn't perfectly removed himself from the Karma when he was dealing with Wei Zhuo's family, Zhu Minglang could have executed Hong Mo too.
Didn't Hong Mo have to keep his tail between his legs?
Once he had evidence of his crimes, the Demon Immortal, the God of Evil Wish, even if he had full power of the Yuheng Xian, he would still be executed on the spot!
As soon as the order was given, an azure sword suddenly fell from the Hall of Dreams and slashed towards Hong Yi's neck.
Hong Yi's neck was still shackled, and he didn't even have the chance to struggle.
This sword strike caused his head to fall to the ground.
However, death was only a short pain for him. The real nightmare started from death. He couldn't be like ordinary people, entering the cycle of reincarnation after death. He didn't even have the right to reincarnate as a beast. His soul and consciousness had to endure endless torture. The torture in the extreme hell was hundreds, thousands of times worse than the torture in the human world. The most devastating thing was that the torture was an endless cycle of reincarnation. He had to go through it again and again, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years …
Hong Yi would never have thought that he would be sentenced to the Extreme Prison after spending his entire life trying to avoid it.
The funniest thing was that the lifespan he offered to the evil gods and immortals had fallen into the pockets of some evil gods and immortals, while the one who could really save him and judge him had actually been cheated of a hundred years of lifespan by him not long ago!
Ignorant to the extreme, believing in the crooked ways, but not willing to face the small mistakes he had made!
From Zhu Minglang's point of view, Hong Yi wasn't even worth the slightest bit of pity.
In his heart, he had always hated evil in this world. Even if he didn't accidentally eat human flesh and was given the slightest chance, he would definitely vent his anger on those innocent people.
Eating human flesh by mistake gave him a perfect reason to walk towards evil.
How could he have been so helpless?
He let himself slide into the abyss again and again.
He would rather be immersed in the unjust complaints and hatred of Heaven than clench his teeth and climb up. He didn't fall too deep, and he could have saved himself, but he had to wait until the light couldn't be seen, and fall head first into the darkness …
The people in the light might not all be willing to give you a hand.
But the people in the dark abyss would definitely think of ways to drag you deeper and deeper!
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After executing Hong Yi, Zhu Minglang let out a long sigh of relief.
The things that had been stuck in his heart these days were finally gone.
He was finally worthy of the extreme desire and justice that he cultivated!
"Exalted Immortal, you must be tired. Go back and rest early," Chang Huang said.
This Immortal Court Hall of Dreams was maintained by Zhu Minglang's divine power. Moreover, the abilities that the statues possessed to capture the three souls were also related to Zhu Minglang's divine radiance to a certain extent. Using this divine power continuously would have some effect on his own divine soul.
After killing Hong Yi, Zhu Minglang discovered that strands of soul were drifting towards him from outside the Immortal Court, and gradually returning to his own soul.
It was his lifespan.
One hundred years of lifespan!
With Hong Yi's death, the lifespan that he seized was returning to him.
It seemed that because of the return of these lifespan, Zhu Minglang felt that his somewhat tired divine soul was showing signs of recovery.
It seemed that the lifespan of his soul was closely related to the divine power of his divine soul.
After recovering some of his energy, Zhu Minglang didn't plan to leave the Immortal Court Hall of Dreams immediately.
"No hurry, bring another person to me," Zhu Minglang said to Chang Huang.
"Bring another person? Before ascending immortals reach a higher realm, it would be very difficult to execute her twice in such a short period of time, "Chang Huang said.
"I won't execute her. I just want to see if I can break her immortal path," Zhu Minglang said.
"Oh, capturing the heavenly soul, right? That's not a problem. Everyone, work overtime!" Chang Huang said to the other statues.
The other statues didn't have too many complaints. They were supposed to work hard for the heavens, let alone working overtime at night.
"Whose heavenly soul are we bringing?"
"Sword Immortal Nangong, Xi Ji," Zhu Minglang said.
"Crime?"
"Dirty deals with Xie Cang."
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The Immortal Court Hall of Dreams was originally set up in the ethereal Heaven Realm, and every cultivator's heavenly soul was also wandering around this area.
Capturing the heavenly soul could be said to be the easiest. Otherwise, the heavenly soul of the crown prince in another constellation wouldn't be summoned here.
If the reason was right, it was also possible to summon the heavenly souls of the Seven Star Gods.
Of course, Zhu Minglang now seriously suspected that the previous Fuchen Star God was too arrogant and was killed by the Seven Star Gods.
Soon, Xi Ji's heavenly soul was brought over.
Xi Ji was dressed in a pure white cloud robe. He held a bamboo sword in his hand. His heavenly soul only cared about the immortal path. He only wanted to search for a higher realm. That was why Xi Ji's heavenly soul looked very different from the original Xi Ji that Zhu Minglang had seen.
Xi Ji's heavenly soul walked in in a daze.
She knew that she was dreaming, but she didn't know why she was being questioned by the heavens. Did she do something heartless?
"Exalted God, is there anything I can help you with?" Xi Ji asked in confusion.
"Don't you know what you did? If you can't remember, you can take a look at the head on the ground." Zhu Minglang used his finger to point to the ground. That was Hong Yi's head.
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