After more than ten years on the mountain, you will become invincible when you come down.

With Li Zijian being captured and taken to the underworld, Lu Feng and his team's plan to conceal their true intentions had completed an important step...

Lu Feng handed the snuff bottle to Hei Wuchang, and he himself entered the Eighteen Layers of Hell with Hei Wuchang and the others in the snuff bottle...

After all, if he didn't go in, I'm afraid that the Black and White Impermanence might not be able to easily persuade Lu Hui to hand over a trace of his soul.

And this trace of soul is also the key to the plan. Only by obtaining Lu Hui's soul can the plan to rescue Lu Hui be carried out...

Soon, Black and White Impermanence arrived at the gate of hell.

Lu Feng was in the snuff bottle, looking at the eerie and terrifying gate of hell in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This process could not allow for any accidents. If the Heavenly Dao knew their plan, they would be in trouble...

Lu Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and walked into the gate of hell under the guidance of the Black and White Impermanence.

There are flames and smoke everywhere, and countless evil spirits are wandering around, which looks very dangerous.

When Li Zijian saw this scene, his legs became weak and his lips turned pale...

This is only the first level of hell. It will become more terrifying as you go deeper.

"No! I don't want to be sent to hell. Please forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again!" Li Zijian struggled desperately.

"Hmph! You have committed so many evil things that you have no chance to choose!" Hei Wuchang snorted coldly.

"Behave yourself. If you don't go to hell, who will?" Bai Wuchang said coldly.

"Whoever wants to go down can go down. I won't go down anyway!" Li Zijian protested.

"Snap!" Bai Wuchang whipped Li Zijian.

Li Zijian screamed immediately. It seemed that there was not much damage, but the pain went straight to his soul.

"If you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place. Get out of here now and don't waste time!" Hei Wuchang shouted coldly.

The Black and White Impermanence dragged Li Zijian to the tenth level of hell, one on the left and one on the right.

As we went deeper and deeper, the scene in this hell became more and more terrifying. Everyone was suffering from different degrees of torture, and the wailing was everywhere, which made people panic...

Li Zijian, escorted by the Black and White Impermanence, arrived at the tenth level of hell crying all the way.

The torture here is even more cruel. A huge millstone is constantly turning, crushing countless ghosts.

Li Zijian was shaking with fear as he watched this scene.

Soon, the Black and White Impermanence took Li Zijian down to the thirteenth level of hell.

There is a huge oil pan here, and many evil spirits are being fried in it. Looking at their rolling appearances, they are obviously in great pain.

Then, to Li Zijian's fear, he arrived at the sixteenth level of hell, where there were obviously fewer evil spirits.

However, the punishment here is more cruel than the previous ones. Li Zijian dare not imagine what the scene will be like in his eighteenth level of hell...

In the seventeenth level of hell, an endless sea of ​​fire surged and the raging flames continued to burn, as if they were going to engulf the entire world.

Various torture instruments were floating in the sea of ​​fire, giving off a creepy atmosphere.

The Black and White Impermanence mercilessly threw Li Zijian into the sea of ​​fire, and he was instantly engulfed by the flames.

The scorching heat quickly burned his skin, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

Li Zijian screamed in pain, his voice echoing in hell, full of despair and fear.

Li Zijian fled everywhere, trying to find a safe place, but it was in vain.

The flames were everywhere, following him closely, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Every step was accompanied by severe pain, and Li Zijian felt as if his body was being torn apart.

The flames burned his body mercilessly, and the pain was unbearable, making him almost lose consciousness.

Li Zijian's skin began to peel off, revealing bright red muscles and white bones. But even so, he was still struggling, hoping to find a glimmer of life.

However, when he finally arrived at the eighteenth level of hell, he found himself in a world of ice and snow.

The cold wind was biting and icy, cutting his skin like a knife.

Li Zijian's body immediately trembled with cold, his lips turned purple, and his teeth chattered.

Suddenly, a huge iceberg fell from the sky and hit him with amazing speed and force.

Li Zijian was terrified and tried his best to dodge, but was eventually crushed by the iceberg and could not move.

The cold ice wrapped around him tightly, suffocating him.

Li Zijian's blood gradually coagulated, and his life seemed to freeze at this moment.

Li Zijian's soul, which had lost his body, floated away. The biting cold wind blew on his soul, just like billions of needles piercing his soul, causing Li Zijian to howl in pain.

However, this was only the most basic punishment, and even more severe punishments were waiting for him.

At this time, a mysterious voice came, "Your sins are serious and you must be punished here. If there is an afterlife, I hope you will reform yourself."

Even though Lu Feng was in the snuff bottle, he could feel the pain of being tortured in the eighteen levels of hell.

One can imagine how much pain Lu Hui has endured over the years, and how much willpower it took for him to persevere.

However, what happened to Li Zijian was none of Lu Feng and the others' business. The most urgent task now was to obtain a trace of Lu Hui's soul.

"Your Majesty, hurry up. We cannot stay here for long. It will easily attract the attention of Heaven..." Hei Wuchang urged.

The man in the snuff bottle nodded and called out to Lu Hui.

"Lu Hui, Lu Hui, I am Lu Feng!" Lu Feng's voice echoed in Lu Hui's ears.

Lu Hui, who was suffering from torture, was stunned and looked around in confusion, but did not see Lu Feng.

Lu Hui couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems that he has been tortured for a long time and has auditory hallucinations..."

"Lu Hui, you are not hallucinating. Just listen to me. I cannot show up. I am on Hei Wuchang's body now..." Lu Feng explained.

Lu Hui was stunned and looked at Hei Wuchang outside the door in surprise.

"Lu Feng, why are you here too? Are you also going to be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell and endure endless torture?" Lu Hui asked puzzledly.

"No, I came here to rescue you, but I can't take you away directly..." Lu Feng said.

"Rescue me? There's no way you can rescue me from the Eighteen Levels of Hell. There's no need to take such a big risk. I'm actually doing fine here. Don't think about saving me..." Lu Hui said.

"Don't worry, I have already made a plan. Although I can't take you out now, I only need a trace of your soul. With this trace of soul, we can implement the rescue plan..." Lu Feng said.