"A woman?" Li Changzhou asked curiously.

"The Holy Master is just like you, he likes to be surrounded by beautiful women. All six of his subordinates are beautiful women, and it is said that the Heavenly Gods are even more beautiful than celestial beings."

"...How are they the same? The one next to me is my younger sister, and the other is my future wife, isn't that right, Miss Yang?"

"Just stay away from Yaochi." Yang Qinglan was actually quite sharp-tongued.

The Hell Path stood high in the sky, overlooking Zheng Chenggong's army, and finally focused its gaze on Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Yaochi.

"So it was you who killed the Holy Master's disciple?" Hell Path asked, his tone like a police interrogation of a criminal.

“They tried to kill us first,” Li Changzhou said.

"So you dare to kill the Holy Master's disciple?" With that, Hell Path slapped him across the face.

The terrifying power condensed into the size of a palm, and it arrived in front of Li Changzhou as soon as it was struck, as fast as lightning.

Li Changzhou blew a breath, dispersing the force of his palm strike.

"Still dare to resist!" Hell Path clenched his five fingers, and with a roar, endless chains descended from the sky, as if heaven and earth were about to capture the three of them.

Yang Qinglan and Yaochi dodged the attack in a flash.

All the chains lunged at Li Changzhou, but he flicked his sleeve, and a beam of emerald light shot into the sky, swirling and severing the chains.

Ding ding ding!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the emerald light collided rapidly with the chains. The indestructible Emerald Bee Sword was unable to break through the iron chains.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia called out.

Li Changzhou turned around and threw a punch at the person behind him, who was holding a mourning staff.

"Bang!" The punch was incredibly powerful; it could pierce through the Dutch ship 'Beckdeer'.

"Hmm?" Li Changzhou dodged, his fist wind actually passing through the mourning staff and the Black Impermanence, as if the opponent did not exist at all.

The mourning staff swept across his body, its chilling aura enough to kill an ordinary person.

Black Impermanence tightened his wrist, and the mourning staff slammed down again.

The void shattered, and the Black Death, wielding a white bone scythe, blocked the mourning staff with a "clang!"

"Ding ding dong~" Bai Wuchang appeared, shaking the summoning bell in his hand, and Li Changzhou felt dizzy for a moment.

By the time he came to his senses, he was already bound by chains.

"elder brother!"

"Long day!"

Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia rushed over, and Yaochi Tianzhili transformed into a giant azure palm, striking the true form of the Hell Path.

"Don't come any closer!" Li Changzhou shouted, stopping the two of them.

Hell Path's figure flashed and disappeared from the void. His giant azure palm shattered the sea surface, revealing the bottom of the beach, which was more than three meters deep, and even the seabed was sunk.

"Heaven has six realms, and I control hell; all living beings are ghosts, none dare disobey."

With a rumble, dark clouds surged and rolled like waves in the sky, as if the eighteen levels of hell had descended upon the human world.

The hellish figure was enveloped in black light, with dark purple lips, a black dot between his brows, and wearing a hellish robe. He sat cross-legged atop the eighteen levels of hell, resembling the King of Hell.

Everyone was dumbfounded. The soldiers who had just fought a bloody battle were so frightened that they knelt down and kept kowtowing to Yama, the King of Hell.

"Those who offend the majesty of Heaven shall die!" the Hell Path commanded, its mouth filled with the Heavenly Mandate.

With a loud hinge click, the iron lock retracted, dragging Li Changzhou toward the eighteenth level of hell.

"elder brother!"

"Qianxia!" Yang Qinglan grabbed Li Qianxia's wrist and said in a hallucination, "Your brother did it on purpose, believe him."

Li Qianxia glanced at her anxiously, then looked at Li Changzhou, who was being dragged into the dark clouds. She took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions that seemed to be burning inside her.

"Immortal Master!" Zheng Chenggong gripped the Imperial Sword tightly, sweat pouring down his temples like earthworms.

As soon as Li Changzhou entered Hell, hundreds of yakshas and demons surged up. These yakshas and demons had teeth like swords, eyes like lightning, and hands like copper claws, making them more terrifying than any man-eating beast.

The demons and monsters fought fiercely, and in the end, one demon and one monster won, pushing Li Changzhou toward the hell realm.

Li Changzhou sized up these yakshas and demons. According to Yaochi's intelligence, these were all victims who had been tortured in the eighteen levels of hell but could not endure the pain and could only be transformed into yakshas and demons to obey the commands of the hell realm.

No wonder he's called the Holy Master, no wonder his subordinates are all so arrogant.

Imagine if one day in the future the Six Realms become real, the Holy Master would be more than just a Holy Master, he would be the very essence of the Heavenly Dao itself.

"Kneel!" The yaksha and the demon pressed down on Li Changzhou's shoulders, forcing him to kneel.

Li Changzhou sneered. He couldn't touch these hellish things, but they had taken the initiative to challenge him, wanting to test their strength. To put it in a way appropriate for the times—

An ant trying to shake a giant tree, or a firefly daring to rival the sun and moon in brilliance.

Li Changzhou remained motionless, and the demons and monsters had no way to get to him.

“Very good!” Hell Path spoke, her lips turning a dark purple, transforming her from a cold and beautiful woman into a beautiful but venomous one. “After you die, stay in Hell, and I can appoint you as a judge.”

She had Li Changzhou completely under her thumb and didn't take him seriously at all.

With a wave of her hand, Hell Dao sent a beam of black light flying from Li Changzhou into her hand, where it transformed into a booklet.

"Li Changzhou, 20 years old, killed Ma Peng on September 6th of this year in self-defense, and is innocent."

"On September 13th this year, I saved Zheng Qing and gained one merit."

"On September 18th of this year, kill..."

It turned out to be something like the Book of Life and Death!

But it seems very brief, without a more detailed process.

After reciting the Hell Path, Li Changzhou was neither a good nor a bad person, and his merits increased slightly.

This is basically consistent with Li Changzhou's self-perception—he's neither a good person nor a bad person, and he's willing to help others when he has the ability.

"In 1661, he killed four disciples of the Holy Master, a heinous crime. All his merits were revoked, and he was punished by being sent to the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reincarnated!"

"Nonsense!" Li Changzhou laughed angrily. "That's what it says on the document!"

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