Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

He could feel the surging anger in Ye Chen. That anger was like a volcano about to erupt. Once it erupted, the consequences would be disastrous.

The reason why Ye Chen was so angry was that he knew very well the horror behind Yinshan Mountain.

Although there is endless suffering in the 18th level of hell, that suffering is at least a sign of life, with other souls accompanying them. Even if it is torture, it can be considered a kind of "liveliness"

And behind the Yinshan Mountains, there is absolute silence and darkness.

The endless darkness was like a huge black curtain, covering everything and not a single ray of light could penetrate.

A lonely environment can cause a person's soul to gradually collapse, as if being abandoned by the whole world.

There is no concept of time there, every moment seems like eternity, and the soul is trapped there, as if being imprisoned in the coldest corner of the universe, without a trace of warmth to comfort it.

It can be said that almost no one can survive there. It is a place where even hope does not exist.

No one would have thought that Zhou Yihan could stay there until now relying on her own perseverance and great love for her lover.

This in itself is an incredible thing, a provocation to the laws of the underworld, and an ultimate interpretation of the power of love.

Ye Chen did not delay and spoke loudly.

"Yan Wang, take us there quickly"

Ye Chen's voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the hall of the underworld.

His eyes were firm as iron, leaving no room for doubt.

He had only one thought in his mind, which was to see Zhou Yihan immediately and rescue her from the endless suffering.

Hearing this unquestionable order, the King of Hell immediately nodded repeatedly. He did not dare to disobey in the slightest.

With a flash of his figure, he led the way in front, leading Ye Chen and the other two to Yinshan.

Along the way, the eerie atmosphere of the underworld became increasingly dense, but Xiao Lingtian ignored it.

His heart was filled with concern and worry for Zhou Yihan, and his pace became more and more hurried, as if every second of delay would be a kind of harm to Zhou Yihan.

King Yan took Ye Chen and the other two and rushed quickly towards Yinshan Mountain.

In this underworld, every inch of air seems to be condensed with the sorrows of countless dead souls.

Green will-o'-the-wisp lights flickered on the surrounding walls, as if guiding them on this unknown road.

It is not easy to go to Yinshan Mountain. The only way is to go through the terrifying 18 levels of hell.

These 18 levels of hell are like a huge and terrifying maze, and each level hides existences that are enough to scare even gods.

The King of Hell looked solemn, and his majestic black robe fluttered in the wind.

Under his leadership, Ye Chen and followed closely behind.

They left from the passage on the left side of the hall. The passage was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur, and dark red liquid oozed from the walls from time to time, like the blood of suffering souls in hell.

As they went deeper, the temperature gradually rose and an invisible pressure began to envelop them.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge battle array appeared before them. This battle array was like an ancient giant beast, emitting a suffocating and terrifying aura.

It was like a portal to an endless dark abyss, and the surrounding space was distorted because of its existence.

Various ancient and mysterious runes were engraved on the array platform. These runes flashed with strange light, like countless pairs of eyes spying on intruders.

Each ray of light contained powerful force, and they intertwined together to form layer upon layer of energy barriers, preventing anyone who tried to approach.

Ye Chen stared at the formation platform, feeling an inexplicable chill in his heart.

He knew that this was the most terrifying entrance to hell in the legend, the place where sinful souls were punished.

All the evil and sins in the three realms are gathered here, and every breath seems to carry a curse.

The further down they went, the thicker the atmosphere of horror became, as if countless pairs of evil hands were reaching out from the darkness, trying to drag them into an endless abyss.

The King of Hell waved his hands, and a black light shot out from his palms and hit a rune on the edge of the array.

In an instant, the array platform emitted a roaring sound, like the roar of an awakened demon.

The light of the rune began to flicker, and a small gap appeared in the energy barrier around the array, barely enough for one person to pass through.

The King of Hell was the first to step into the gap, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the formation.

Ye Chen and Xiao Lingtian looked at each other, took a deep breath, and followed in without hesitation.

The moment they passed through the gap, a powerful suction force suddenly pulled them downwards.

The surrounding scene became blurred, and bursts of shrill screams came to my ears. The sound could penetrate the soul and make people shudder.

They began to fall rapidly, as if they were in an endless whirlpool.

In the darkness all around, one could vaguely see all kinds of terrifying figures wandering around.

Some are evil spirits covered with spikes, with their bloody mouths wide open and sharp fangs exposed.

Some were sinners chained in iron chains, their bodies torn beyond human form, yet they were still enduring endless pain.

These horrifying images flashed before their eyes, and each one was enough to make an ordinary person collapse.

The King of Hell led Ye Chen and the others forward and stepped into the first level - the Hell of Tongue Pulling.

Once you enter this hell, shrill screams will hit you like a surging tide.

There was endless darkness all around, with only a strange flash of blood in the center.

Countless sinners had their tongues clamped by evil spirits with pliers and were pulled hard. The tongues became longer and longer, and were finally pulled out by the roots with a "puff" sound, and blood splattered like a fountain.

The sinners opened their eyes wide, filled with fear and pain, and their tongues twisted in the hands of the evil spirits, as if they had their own lives.

Those sinners who had lost their tongues uttered incoherent cries, but were still forced to open their mouths, awaiting the next round of torture.

After passing through the Hell of Tongue-Pulling, you will reach the Hell of Scissors.

It was a gloomy place, with the racks full of sinners, their hair hooked up by evil spirits with iron hooks and fixed in mid-air.

The evil spirits held huge and sharp scissors in their hands and cut the sinners' bodies with a "click, click" sound.

Wherever the scissors passed, blood and flesh flew and limbs were broken.

Some sinners had their fingers cut off, some had their toes cut off, and some were cut into several pieces at the joints, with the broken limbs scattered all over the ground.

Mixed with blood and minced meat, their screams echoed in this bloody space, like a curse from the depths of hell.

Then we came to the Iron Tree Hell, where huge iron trees were covered with sharp thorns, each of which was flashing with cold light.

The sinners were thrown towards the iron tree by evil spirits, and the sharp spikes instantly pierced their bodies.

Some were pierced from the abdomen, with the intestines flowing out and hanging on the spikes.

Some were pierced through the eyes, and the brains flowed down the iron tree.

They were hung on the tree like broken rag dolls, their bodies swaying with the shaking of the iron tree.

Every swing brought deeper pain, and the cries of agony seemed to make the air tremble.

In fact, I need to make one thing clear here. Ghosts will not die. Only under the influence of certain powerful external forces will their souls be scattered.

Of course, the soul's scattering represents death, and it means completely disappearing from the world.

Ghosts do not have real bodies in the underworld. The structure of their bodies is exactly the same as that of their bodies in the world. It is a different kind of energy.

Therefore, the sufferings in the underworld, including the bleeding, are a way for ghosts to exist in the underworld.

But there is one difference, the damage taken by ghosts can be regenerated.

Because the entire underworld is filled with yin energy, ghosts will automatically absorb the yin energy and replenish their energy, so that the injured parts of the body will slowly heal.

The most terrifying thing is the pain they endure. That kind of pain is the same whether they are in the world or in the underworld.

This is also the most terrible punishment for these evil spirits, making them suffer endless pain in the underworld.