The charge of murder was decided by Qin Guang, and the charge of war criminal was decided by Lei Tianyou.

The snow in the extreme cold hell is bitingly cold, and the strange ice sculptures all over the ground are proof of this.

Beneath the snow is also a sea of ​​suffering. The undead or demons frozen into ice sculptures will slowly sink into the biting snow and eventually sink into the sea of ​​suffering.

There is more to hell than just one level. Different souls have to go through countless levels of hell depending on their sins and the severity of their crimes.

Afterwards, Kong Hanan took Tianhun to visit the Poisonous Hell, the Horrifying Hell and other already formed hells of varying sizes, where all kinds of crimes had been determined.

Some will not lead to the sea of ​​suffering, and some are under construction.

From the biggest crimes like murder to the smallest crimes like laziness, lying and gossiping, everyone has their own place.

It is expected that thirty-six hells will be carved out in the world of Luofeng Mountain.

Tianhun sighed.

"While your words are kind, I still don't fully agree. Why is there only punishment and no reward? I only see your exploitation."

Only when you don’t manage the household do you know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.

Kong Hanan said.

"If you were a pure and innocent person, you would have already entered heaven. Why would you come to the underworld to suffer? Since you are here to atone for your sins, what's wrong with being punished?"

Moreover, are the people in heaven really the true, good and beautiful?

Who knows if this is a method used by heaven to attract people?

Thinking of this, Kong Hanan shook his head and brought Tianhun to the basically built Fengdu City.

Standing on the highest step, he looked at the demons and monsters in the underworld outside Luofeng Mountain.

There are those who live and work in peace and contentment, those who commit crimes, those who are anxiously awaiting trial, those who are busy and busy, and those who are diligent and motivated, and so on...

Before our eyes is the underworld that has begun to take shape.

Behind him are flags of various ethnic groups fluttering in the wind.

Kong Hanan subconsciously held the ceremonial sword at his waist.

"Besides, why do I need your approval for how I act?"

Under the cold light of the dark moon, Kong Hanan's back seemed quite long.

Tianhun stared at Kong Hanan standing there with the sword in his hand, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The word "lonely" creates distance between the two, although they should be one.

But he himself was determined to compete with Kong Hanan to see who was better.

But at this time Tianhun realized that the status between him and Kong Hanan was very different.

He almost forgot...

Forget Kong Hanan, he is now the king of the underworld.