Even the resentment floating in the air has condensed into substance.

Woo woo woo!

A cold wind suddenly blows, and all the ghosts cry!

Countless translucent wronged souls came from all directions. Some of them retained the tragic state before death, while more of them were distorted beyond human form, pressing down like a tide.

"Give me back my life!"

"Let's die together!"

"Come into my womb and give me back my child!"

The resentful curse formed a tangible sound wave, causing ripples in the space.

If an ordinary cultivator were to come here, his soul would be shattered in an instant and he would become one of the myriad ghosts.

Li Lingge didn't even pause, and the image of Rāhu behind him suddenly opened its vertical pupils.

The shadow of the Nine Hells appeared in that inverted demon pupil!

"swallow!"

A simple word made the entire Prison of Ten Thousand Ghosts fall silent.

The next second, Rāhu’s Dharma image opened its huge mouth, and a devouring force from ancient times burst out!

The wave composed of billions of wronged souls was unexpectedly reversed in direction. The expressions of those vengeful spirits that were baring their fangs and claws suddenly froze, and then they discovered in horror that they were flying backwards.

Ahhhh——

Countless ghost hands scratched the ground desperately, but they broke into pieces under the gaze of the devil's eyes.

The dense crowd of wronged souls seemed to be pulled by an invisible vortex, spinning and sinking into the mouth of Rāhu.

A bloody light flashed at the throat of the Dharmakāya, and one could vaguely see the vengeful spirit that had been devoured struggling and melting in it, eventually transforming into pure soul power.

The ghost faces in the sky began to peel off, the ghost hands on the ground withered one after another, and the entire Prison of Ten Thousand Ghosts collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Li Lingge walked forward amidst the ever-dissipating resentment, while the Dharma image behind him hungrily absorbed the overflowing soul power.

When the last vengeful spirit was devoured, the originally gloomy and terrifying prison layer suddenly became clear and bright.

Only on the ground, a staircase made of ninety-nine Buddha skulls slowly emerged. Li Lingge continued to move towards the deepest part with a sword in hand.

…

When Li Lingge stepped onto the thirteenth floor, the scene before him suddenly distorted—

Space dissolved like spilled paint, and time turned into a sticky slurry flowing around.

The previous moment, I felt like I was standing on solid ground, and the next moment, I felt like I was floating in nothingness.

Hell!

There is no up or down, no past or present.

There was only a constantly surging chaotic stream, sometimes condensing into hideous ghost faces, and sometimes dispersing into twisted runes.

The remains of several monks were floating in the distance. They had terrified expressions on their faces, but their bodies were stretched and twisted like dough, which was proof that they were tortured to death by the chaotic laws of time and space.

A strange laugh came from the chaos, and countless transparent tentacles stretched out from the void, trying to wrap around Li Lingge's limbs.

These are the embodiment of the turbulence of time and space. Once entangled, you will experience a thousand cycles of life and death in an instant!

Chaotic energy surged around Li Lingge's body, and those transparent tentacles convulsed and retracted into the void as if struck by lightning.

He raised his foot forward, and an incredible scene happened!

The originally disordered chaos automatically condensed the moment he stepped in, turning into a crystal black jade ground.

With every step taken, the chaos within a radius of ten feet was forcibly solidified into a solid entity.

Create the world step by step!

"Playing tricks."

Li Lingge suddenly swung his sword towards the void on the left, and where the sword passed, it tore a crack across the sky and the earth!

Thirteen stunned blue eyes appeared in the cracks. They were the Eyes of Chaos, the guardians of the Hell of Infernal Affairs.

The existence that should have been invisible and intangible was now forced into its original form by the sword energy!

"I saw you."

Luo Hou's vertical pupils shot out blood-red beams of light, accurately hitting the thirteen eyeballs.

Amidst a series of bubbles bursting, the Eye of Chaos, which was said to be immortal, exploded one after another!

The sticky blue slurry evaporated before it could even splash out due to the blood light emitted by the Xuanyuan Sword.

The entire Hell began to tremble violently, and chaotic turbulence surged like boiling water.

But within a hundred feet around Li Lingge, all the chaos was suppressed into gentle ripples.

When he reached the center of the prison layer, the light of the Xuanyuan Sword was as bright as the blood-red sun, illuminating the eternally dark Hell as bright as day!

Where the chaos receded, a staircase formed from fragments of time and space slowly emerged.

Li Lingge stepped down the stairs, crushing countless illusions of time and space.

Behind him, the split chaos could not heal for a long time, like a bleeding wound on the body of Tiandao.

…

When the Xuanyuan Sword's final blow landed, the Eighteen Hells Restrictions, which were said to be indestructible, exploded like glass.

Countless Heavenly Dao runes were annihilated in the sword energy, revealing the shocking scene behind it.

An ancient purple-gold tree that reaches from heaven to earth takes root in the void, with galaxy-like light flowing on its trunk, and every line contains the Taoist rhyme of the creation of the world.

As the leaves swirl, you can see countless small worlds being born and dying.

In the fruit hanging on the branch, the sun, moon and stars are moving on their own. This is exactly the Hongmeng root that Li Lingge wants to find!