The cold water came from all directions and slapped Zhuo Bufan's face heavily.
Zhuo Bufan struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying in a shallow pool.
In the sky, there was a blue sky and white clouds. There was also a scorching sun that scorched the earth.
Zhuo Bufan abruptly stood up from the pool, only to discover that he was in an endless desert.
This pool was obviously a rare source of life in the desert.
"Old profiteer!"
Zhuo Bufan looked around, but did not find the old profiteer Chu Mubai.
He seemed to be the only one in a hundred miles.
"What's going on? Is this Hell? "
"Could it be that everyone who enters Hell is randomly transported?"
Zhuo Bufan was very puzzled.
It was at this moment that he felt his forehead burning.
"Ah!"
He covered his forehead with his hand. The powerful heat even began to burn his palm.
"What is this?"
Zhuo Bufan hurried back to the pool. With the help of the reflection in the water, Zhuo Bufan found that there was a small black circle on his forehead.
It was like a birthmark that could not be erased.
"Could this be the slave mark of the King Of Hell that Chu Mubai mentioned?"
Chu Mubai had said before that after entering Hell, all life forms would become slaves of the King Of Hell.
Then, they would be branded with the mark of a slave, and this mark was the source of their power.
"I wonder if I can still use the Mystic Qi of Life and Death."
Zhuo Bufan tried to use the Mystic Qi of Life and Death in his body, but he found that his body was like an ordinary person's body. There was no source of power.
"What about my Spiritual Soul?"
He closed his eyes and felt the power of his Spiritual Soul.
But his Spiritual Soul also seemed to be sealed. He could not even open the Storage Ring and the Mystic Bone Ring in his hand.
Not to mention going to Plum City!
"Looks like Chu Mubai didn't lie to me. After coming to this world, everything has to start from scratch."
Just as Zhuo Bufan was feeling a little disappointed, he suddenly found that there was still a surge of power in his body.
"Divine Power? I can still use the Divine Power of Faith. "
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his right hand. A divine ring condensed in his palm.
Incomparably powerful Divine Power began to fluctuate!
"Divine Power can be used in this world?"
"Indeed, Divine Power is omnipotent."
Unlike other powers, the source of Divine Power did not come from oneself, but from others.
Only the stronger the faith of others for Zhuo Bufan, the more powerful the divine power of faith Zhuo Bufan received.
However, after Zhuo Bufan came to the Infernal Realm, he cut off his connection with the Cultivation World.
Therefore, the divine power transmitted to him by the believers in the cultivation world was completely cut off.
The divine power in Zhuo Bufan's body was all that was left.
"Looks like I have to use this Divine Power sparingly."
In the Cultivation World, Zhuo Bufan could use Divine Power without restraint.
After all, his believers would constantly provide him with Divine Power.
But now he was in Hell. Unless he could develop his own believers in Hell.
"Right, why don't I develop my own believers in Hell?"
Zhuo Bufan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Divine Power came from the faith of his believers anyway. Why should his believers be limited to the Cultivation World?
If possible, Zhuo Bufan decided to develop his own believers in Hell to provide him with Divine Power.
Divine Power was now the only power Zhuo Bufan could rely on in Hell.
"I have to find Zi Fan. Zi Fan has no Divine Power."
Zhuo Bufan began to worry about Zi Fan.
The four of them had come to Hell. This was Chu Mubai's second time in this world. He was a wily old fox. Zhuo Bufan didn't have to worry about him at all.
Xuanyuan Hao also had Divine Power. Therefore, he didn't have to worry about him either.
The only thing worth worrying about was Zi Fan.
Zi Fan was originally the weakest of the four. Now, he was no different from an ordinary person.
Zhuo Bufan was very worried about his safety.
"It looks like I have to get out of this desert first."
Hell was different from the dark world Zhuo Bufan had imagined. It was a world with day and night.
There were oceans, deserts, mountains, and lakes.
Therefore, this world was actually no different from the Cultivation World.
Chu Mubai had also said that this was a normal world.
The people of this world didn't call their world Hell. Instead, they called it the Virtual World.
The so-called Hell was actually the border between the Origin World and the Virtual World.
In the beginning, there weren't any Holy Spirits here. Later, the people of the Origin World and the Virtual World kept banishing the living beings of their respective worlds to this world.
As a result, the number of living beings in this world kept increasing. Their descendants also kept getting weirder and weirder.
More importantly, he knew that one day, the world would usher in a new king, the King Yanluo of Hell.
He ruled this world and began to expand continuously, trying to make this world that existed in the gap between the two worlds bigger.
It could be said that this world was completely different from the Origin World and the Virtual World.
The Lord of Hell, King Of Hell, had the absolute right to speak in this world.
From the moment he placed a slave imprint on the people who came to this world, he became the absolute overlord of this world.
…
"Where should we go now?"
Zhuo Bufan stood on a sand dune and looked around. He discovered that there were endless sand dunes everywhere.
This desert was boundless, and he couldn't figure out which direction to go.
"Just pick a random direction!"
After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he picked a random direction and started to move forward.
Because he couldn't use the power of his divine soul, he couldn't fly.
He could use his divine power to fly, but he couldn't waste it.
Zhuo Bufan kept in mind that there was a limit to his divine power.
There would be many battles in the future, so he wouldn't use his divine power unless it was absolutely necessary.
Since there was no other way, he could only walk step by step towards the unknown.
…
At this moment, Chu Mubai got up from the grass in a green grassland.
He walked to the end of the grassland, next to a tall cliff, and looked at the huge King City not far away.
Chu Mubai's face revealed a faint smile.
"Dream, I'm back!"
The dream that Chu Mubai had been thinking about was the reason why he had returned to Hell.
This time, he had returned to Hell to take away that dream.
He could still remember that beautiful and kind-hearted girl who had helped him survive in this world where danger lurked on every side.
During his most difficult and painful period, it was because she was by his side that Chu Mubai was able to survive.
In the end, she was willing to pay any price to help Chu Mubai leave hell.
Chu Mubai would never forget that girl.
So, he came back, for her sake.
"Wait for me, Dream!"
After Chu Mubai finished speaking, he used his fingernail to scratch open the slave imprint on his forehead.
Then, the scratch suddenly tore open, and a pair of golden eyes opened from inside.
This golden eye was what Chu Mubai relied on to return to Hell!
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