Apart from anything else, Wei Dongliu, with his red hair and double pupils, does look more like a demon king than the Demon Lord.

Wei Dongliu did not speak, so Taoist Luo came out to rescue him and said to the evil ghost:

"Don't ask too many questions. Don't forget that your Lord has promised not to interfere in our affairs."

"Having said that..." the evil ghost said hoarsely, continuing to look at Wei Dongliu in surprise and suspicion.

This doesn't look like the humans from your place, does it?

However, Wei Dongliu did not say anything, and the evil ghost did not want to bother him any longer, so he could only let him go for the time being, then turned around and secretly reported to his superiors.

Walking on the streets in the city, Wei Dongliu looked down at his feet and saw a faint red heat on the floor tiles, as if the temperature was extremely high, even the soles of his boots were charred black.

Fortunately, his whole body was filled with demonic energy at this time, so he didn't feel any burning at all.

"The Eighteen Hells are located under the Yellow Springs. The environment is harsh and they specifically accept souls who have committed heinous crimes and are not allowed to reincarnate." Taoist Luo casually chatted with him and introduced, "Initially, it was just an evil place for exiling ghosts from the Yellow Springs, but as more and more souls came, a city gradually formed."

"The deeper you go into hell, the more severe the torment on the souls. As for the level we are in, it is called 'Avici Hell'."

"There is absolutely no spiritual energy here, and it is extremely hot. It is difficult for anyone to survive except for the evil spirits of Rakshasas. Ordinary souls that fall here from the upper hell will be immediately captured by the evil spirits of Rakshasas, who will tear their souls into pieces and use them as food and coins."

"The currency they use here is soul fragments?" Wei Dongliu asked with a smile.

"Yes." Taoist Priest Luo nodded and said, "Gold, silver and treasures are of no use to evil spirits. Only souls can be eaten and are valuable."

"Among the Avici Demon Lords, the higher their status and the stronger their strength, the more souls they possess. It is said that the previous Avici Lord even obtained the 'Thousand Demon Soul Sword', which contained a vast amount of souls and was coveted by many Demon Lords."

"Later, civil strife broke out in this layer of hell, and the previous Lord of Avici was besieged and killed. The whereabouts of the Thousand Demon Soul Sword is unknown."

Taoist Luo was chatting casually, but Wei Dongliu was listening secretly, and suddenly asked:

"The Thousand Demon Soul Sword? Isn't it the Jiejiao Immortal Sword that the Yin Gui Dao has been looking for, and is as famous as the Ten Thousand Demon Soul Sword? How did it end up in the depths of hell?"

"Who knows?" Taoist Luo laughed.

Wei Dongliu let out an "oh" and was secretly surprised and suspicious.

He felt that the other party was reminding him not to expose the Ten Thousand Demonic Sword in this hell, otherwise it would inevitably bring about unnecessary disasters.

After all, the disguise he made for the Ten Thousand Demonic Sword might not be able to hide from the detection of an immortal.

But you think too much. I just didn't use my trump card to disguise myself.

"A Jing, from now on in hell, help me hide the aura of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Sword!"

"……oh."

The two crossed the street and finally came to the door of a building that looked like a palace.

"This is our base of Hell." Taoist Luo took out a mask from his sleeve and said, "Take it."

"Masked?" Wei Dongliu frowned slightly, thinking how could my handsome and evil face be covered by a mask? If I don't show the characteristics of the devil, how can I use the hell to brush the synchronization value?

"We fellow disciples of Hell have public identities in the world of cultivation, and we don't know each other." Taoist Luo said leisurely, "You don't want others to know your identity, do you?"

Wei Dongliu sneered in his heart, so what? My identity, Wei Dongliu, is also fake.

However, he did understand the hidden meaning of the sect leader: even fellow disciples in Hell cannot trust each other in the outside world. Once one's true identity is known to the other party, there is the immediate possibility of being backstabbed.

Why does this clan leader always like to talk in a roundabout way? If I weren't so smart, I really wouldn't be able to understand.

With an imperceptible sigh, Wei Dongliu covered his face with the mask, and felt a cold black mist pouring out from under the cloth, which soon covered his entire body tightly.

Taoist Priest Luo laughed loudly and also took out a magic weapon in the shape of a mask, allowing the black mist to completely cover his figure - not only were no physical features exposed, but even his spiritual consciousness was completely isolated.

"This Hell Realm Sect Master is not a simple person." Wei Dongliu analyzed in his mind, "This mechanism design has resulted in all the cultivators in the Hell Realm not knowing each other. Only the Sect Master has information about everyone."

"In other words, the entire Hell Realm is a highly centralized power of the sect leader, and all the others... are just pawns on the chessboard."

“Even if the chess piece can guess the player’s thoughts, it will be difficult for it to compete with the player because it cannot see the entire chessboard.”

"On the contrary, the chess player can use the asymmetric information advantage to easily manipulate the overall chess pieces and achieve his own strategic goals."

"This is also the reason why the Hell Road has never been found." Qing Pingjian echoed, "Because everyone is on the periphery, the only core is the Hell Road Sect Master."

“As long as the other party stays deep in hell, the hell will not be discovered by anyone.” Kunlun Jing also said with emotion.

"No." Wei Dongliu suddenly frowned, "In addition to the leader of the Hell Road, there is another person... who also has a special status in it."

"Are you talking about the fortune teller of the Jian family?" Qing Pingjian asked in surprise.

"Wait!" Kunlun Mirror suddenly shouted, "I found the fragments of the Heaven-Repairing Stone!"

"Where is it?" Wei Dongliu suddenly perked up.

"It's deep in this palace!" Kunlun Jing said firmly.

"I understand." Wei Dongliu nodded and said, "Don't worry, Jing. Once I have collected enough information about the Hell Realm, we can start planning."

He was covered in black mist as he followed the leader of the Hell Realm, who was also covered in black mist, into the palace. After passing through several corridors and corners, he finally arrived at a main hall.

I saw seven or eight figures standing in the hall, all covered in black mist, and their voices were hoarse and inaudible:

“Anyone new?”

“When was the last time someone new came in?”

"This time the newcomers don't seem to like to talk."

"Ahem." Taoist Priest Luo cleared his throat and said, "This is the new member, No. 9. He will join us in the future and work together for great plans."

"Master." Another black mist sneered, "Have you ever told him what our grand plan for Hell is?"

"I was just about to tell you in detail." Taoist Luo turned around. Although his head was covered by black fog, Wei Dongliu could still sense that he was looking at him. "Daoist No. 9, since you believe in fate, do you know..."

"Is this world destined to fall into irreversible destruction after a thousand years?"