A streak of cloud passed across the dark sky, and the huge broken sword like a mountain became clearer and clearer in the sight of Lin Qiye and others.

This giant sword stabbed from hell to heaven, cutting a hideous gap several kilometers long in the land of heaven. Countless lava lines flowed on the surface of the sword, like a slanting volcano. After the three people approached, they could even clearly see the countless corpses of angels hanging on the tip of the sword.

"He actually stabbed into Heaven with a sword. Has the strength of the demons in Hell reached this level?"

An Qingyu looked at the countless corpses of angels on the tip of the giant sword and couldn't help but sigh.

“That is a kingdom of God with its own pantheon. Strictly speaking, it is already an independent pantheon. As many people in the world yearn for heaven as there are people who fear hell. For them, this is also an alternative belief.” Lin Qiye explained.

"The origin of hell..."

The three of them landed at the foot of the giant sword. As soon as they stepped on the ground, they felt a chill surging from the hell cracks around the sword.

At this moment, the white ashes scattered in the sky had covered the surface of heaven into a layer of gauze. Lin Qiye opened his lips slightly and murmured a poem. The whirlwind then rolled all the ashes in front of the three people to both sides, clearing a path leading to the gap in hell.

"Let's go." Lin Qiye looked back at the heaven that was gradually submerged in ashes, "It's time to go to hell."

"…Although I understand what you mean, it sounds a bit unlucky."

An Qingyu spoke helplessly, walked to the gap next to the giant sword, and jumped down. Jiang Er followed closely and floated in.

Lin Qiye was about to jump down, but after hesitating for a moment, he stained his fingertips with a touch of night color, left a word for Michael beside the gap in hell, and jumped into hell in one step.

Their figures fell all the way down in the endless darkness. From time to time, broken palaces of heaven, fractured flaming mountains, and countless corpses of angels and demons flew around the three people as if floating in a weightless space.

At the border where heaven and hell collided, law and order seemed to be in chaos. Only countless white ashes swirled from hell like a tornado and flew up to heaven, covering every corner.

The whirlwind surrounded Lin Qiye and the other two, escorting them through the junction area. In a flash, it disappeared into the gap in hell.

What they didn't notice was that one of the ashes drifted with the wind onto the broken body of an angel, and the moment it touched it, it melted away like snowflakes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

After an unknown amount of time, a strange red ball of flesh began to swell between the angel's eyebrows!

As the ball of flesh split open from the center, a red eye composed of countless red bugs quickly turned around and looked around.

In the endless darkness, these strange red insect eyes are opening one after another, like a red tide, gradually covering the entire sky.

…

The strong wind blew across the red earth, the accumulated ashes were swept up, and three figures slowly fell from the sky and descended into hell.

"This place is not what I imagined." An Qingyu stood on the broken earth and looked around. Under the crimson sky, flaming mountains were scattered on the horizon and the air was filled with dead dust.

"What's the difference?"

"How should I put it...it doesn't seem as scary as the legend says?"

"Indeed, after all, the demons living in Hell are dead. No matter how gloomy the environment is, they are not alive after all."

Lin Qiye looked around, but did not see any gap leading to the outside world within his field of vision. It seemed that the gap should be quite narrow and difficult to find.

"Hell is so big, how are we going to find a way out?"

"Searching bit by bit won't work...we need some luck." Lin Qiye picked up a sharp stone from the ground and tossed it in his palm, pretending to throw it out to decide the direction to go.

"Purely relying on luck?" Jiang Er couldn't help but ask, "In such a large area, the probability of finding a gap by just pointing in a random direction is too slim, isn't it?"

“It has to be this slim.” Lin Qiye smiled slightly, and a golden light flashed across his palm. “The more impossible it is, the more likely it is that a miracle will happen…”

He closed his eyes and threw the stone in his palm. The stone rolled on the ground for several times and stopped after hitting a wall.

The tip of the stone points to a certain direction of hell.

“Let’s go, it’s in that direction.” Lin Qiye clapped his hands, and a cloud rolled out from under his feet, carrying the three of them into the sky.

The somersault cloud soared under the crimson sky. Pieces of ashes condensed in the air and flowed like clouds. Lin Qiye rode the cloud while maintaining [Poet of the Sky] and crashed into the ashes. Strong winds surrounded the three people, preventing any ashes from touching their bodies.

As the vision was obscured by endless ashes, only a grayish white was left before the eyes of the three people.

"The ashes of Hell seem to be denser than those of Heaven." An Qingyu thought thoughtfully, "It seems that this is where the change started."

"After returning, we must report the situation here to the Heavenly Court immediately. The power of Cthulhu has reappeared, but this is a matter of..."

Lin Qiye was halfway through his words when his pupils suddenly contracted as if he sensed something.

Seeing Lin Qiye stop abruptly, An Qingyu was about to ask a question when the somersault cloud under his feet twisted rapidly to the side, taking him and Jiang Er to turn a right angle in an instant. An Qingyu was caught off guard and was almost thrown out.

Several invisible threads popped out from An Qingyu's sleeves, pulling his body back to the somersault cloud. The next moment, a giant black hand reached out from the ash cloud where everyone had just moved forward, and it was just a hair's breadth away from crushing them all, including the cloud!

An Qingyu stood up from the Somersault Cloud, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, "What is that?"

“I don’t know.” Having escaped a disaster, Lin Qiye’s expression did not relax but became more serious. “But… there are far more than one of these things in Yunli.”

He was riding the somersault cloud, turning between the clouds like a snake. Black lightning bolts flew out from the gray-white clouds and surrounded Lin Qiye and the other two in the air from all directions.

An Qingyu managed to keep his body steady on the cloud, pushed up his glasses, and looked back intently.

As the black lightning got closer and closer to the Somersault Cloud, their shapes gradually became clearer. They were hideous monsters with fleshy wings on their backs, their bodies and limbs running with lava-like red stripes, and each one was five or six meters tall.

Their fleshy wings flapped as rapidly as a fly's wings, at an incredibly fast speed.