A strange ancient city stood in the sandstorm. Outside the ancient city's gate was a group of soldiers. Among them, a cold-faced officer was sizing up the ancient city with a solemn expression.
"Overseer, Team Three has come out. We still haven't discovered anything." A soldier's report made the officer's expression turn colder.
After An Tianzuo arrived at Netherworld City, he immediately sent four teams to explore it. According to the experience and data he had previously obtained, three teams had successfully passed through Netherworld City and returned. However, the three teams didn't bring any good news.
Although there were many zombies in Netherworld City who didn't even know that they were dead and were tortured day after day, Ouyang Lan and the accompanying soldiers weren't among them.
"Overseer, from the looks of it, Young Master Wen is right. Madam and the rest might have entered the real Netherworld. We need to experience all the punishments before we can open the real entrance to the Netherworld," An Sheng said.
An Tianzuo glanced at the officers and soldiers behind him. At this point, there seemed to be only one possibility left.
However, the punishments in Netherworld City weren't something anyone could withstand. Even someone as powerful as him couldn't experience all the punishments in a day.
Apart from the fact that his body couldn't withstand it, time was also a very crucial problem.
Netherworld City had three ironclad laws. Those who killed would die. Those whose feet left the ground would die. One person had to be killed every day they entered the city, or they would die.
There was an unresolvable contradiction, so they had to leave Netherworld City within a day. Otherwise, no matter how powerful they were, they would be killed by the taboo power of Netherworld City.
To experience all 239 punishments in a day, even if their bodies could withstand it, they wouldn't have enough time.
Even someone as powerful as An Tianzuo, with countless capable people under him, couldn't fulfill this condition.
"When Team Four returns, we'll enter the city if we haven't discovered anything," An Tianzuo said.
An Sheng whispered, "Overseer, should we wait for Young Master Wen? He went to find Li Xuan. He should be here soon. "
"There's no time to wait. If we wait another minute, my mother and the rest will have a lower chance of survival," An Tianzuo said.
"But if Young Master Wen isn't around, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand all the punishments in a day," An Sheng reminded.
"Division Commander Lu, you've already experienced the punishment in Netherworld City. How do you feel?" An Tianzuo asked an officer from Team Three.
The officer was fair and plump, and he had a smile on his face. His eyes were squinted into slits, and he looked harmless.
However, looking at his figure, he was at least 400 kilograms. He was so fat that he looked like a ball. In this day and age, there were not many people who could be so fat.
Division Commander Lu's full name was Lu Bushun. As for what kind of mentality his parents had when they gave him such a name, it was not something that outsiders would know.
When Lu Bushun heard An Tianzuo call him, he took a step forward and raised his arm with great difficulty. He saluted and widened his eyes as he said, "Overseer, I've tried a few punishments inside. Those punishments can ignore the body's defense. Even Mythical powers can't resist them. The only thing that works is the body's self-healing ability. Overseer, you know that this is my specialty. As long as I have enough time, it's not difficult for me to endure all the punishments. "
An Tianzuo nodded slightly and looked at the other young officer. "Jingyu, what about you?"
An Jingyu was a few steps younger than An Tianzuo. He was an expert who had shown his prowess in the An family in recent years. He was extremely talented, and he was good at the rare time-elemental power.
Although An Tianzuo had once fallen out with the An family's elders, he was still the leader of the An family. He would spare no effort to nurture the young people of the An family who truly had hope of growing up.
An Jingyu was one of the young people of the An family he valued the most. He had brought him along this time.
Although An Jingyu should address An Tianzuo as Uncle according to the family's seniority, he could only bow and say in the military, "Overseer, I've already tried it. I can use time acceleration to speed up the punishment. As long as Division Commander Lu can withstand it, I'm confident that I can make him endure all the punishments in twenty-four hours."
An Tianzuo nodded slightly and didn't explain further. He said to An Sheng, "Prepare. Once Team Four comes out, we'll immediately enter the city."
Since he had come here, he was naturally prepared. He hadn't come blindly.
An Sheng wasn't in a position to say anything else. He also knew that what An Tianzuo said made sense. Every minute he delayed meant one less chance of survival for Ouyang Lan and company.
However, he had a nagging feeling that there was a huge problem in Netherworld City. If he could wait until Zhou Wen arrived, he would have a greater chance.
However, the arrow was already nocked on the bowstring, and they had no choice but to fire. This was because they didn't know when Zhou Wen would arrive. They couldn't keep waiting.
An Sheng could only pray that Zhou Wen would arrive earlier, but even when Team Four came out of the city, he still didn't see Zhou Wen.
An Tianzuo had personally chosen the candidates to enter Netherworld City with him. Including him and An Sheng, there were a total of 16 people. These 16 people might not be the strongest among the An family and the Sunset army, but they each had their own unique abilities. When faced with different problems, they might be of use.
"Prepare to set off." An Tianzuo didn't want to waste even a minute.
"Ah, Overseer, please wait. I left something important in the camp. I'll go get it now and be back soon." An Sheng smiled apologetically as he ran towards the tent.
"What should I do? This is killing me. Why isn't Young Master Wen here yet?" An Sheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan in the tent. He knew that this trip was too dangerous. If he could wait for Zhou Wen, he would have a higher chance of survival.
An Sheng circled the tent a few times, hoping to stall for more time. However, he heard An Tianzuo's voice coming from outside. "Adjutant An, I won't see you in three seconds. There's no need for you to go."
"I'm coming, I'm coming." An Sheng could only walk out of the tent with a bitter expression. As he walked towards An Tianzuo, he held his stomach and walked especially slowly as though he was in great discomfort.
It wasn't easy for him to approach An Tianzuo when An Sheng said, "Overseer, I'm in a hurry. I need to go to the bathroom first …"
"Go ahead," An Tianzuo said indifferently.
"Thank you, Overseer …" An Sheng was overjoyed. He could stall for more time in the future.
To his surprise, An Tianzuo added, "There's no need for you to come back after you go. Just return to Luoyang."
"Overseer, I'm in no hurry," An Sheng immediately stood up and said.
"Can we leave now?" An Tianzuo asked An Sheng.
"If Overseer says so, so be it." An Sheng stood straight and answered without looking sideways.
"Let's go." An Tianzuo glanced in the direction of the desert, but it was only for an instant. He quickly retracted his gaze and firmly walked towards Netherworld City's gate.
"Young Master Wen!" An Sheng followed An Tianzuo towards Netherworld City. When he was about to reach the gate, he looked back and was immediately overjoyed.
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