Emerging from the hell of scissors, Li Changzhou's arms were still trembling, his fingers shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease.
Before he could even see what kind of hell the next level was, a flash of light and his head rolled to the ground.
"Ah!" everyone exclaimed.
The evil spirit grinned, and as soon as Li Changzhou recovered and opened his eyes, he was struck again, this time cleaved in two at the waist!
The scene before them struck everyone like a giant hammer, causing a tremendous shock.
Just looking at it makes me terrified, and I feel short of breath and my chest tightens.
The punishments of hell only tormented the body; his robes remained completely unharmed.
After passing through this level, they arrived at the Iron Tree Hell. The chains on Li Changzhou came to life, binding him to a tree full of sharp blades.
A sharp blade pierced his back, through his chest, then his abdomen, and finally his legs...
Just when I thought it was over, two sharp blades suddenly grew out and pierced my temples.
"ah!
Li Changzhou was covered in blood, and the sudden, intense pain caused his whole body to convulse.
The Steamer Hell: Throw them into the steamer and steam them alive.
They had just come out of the steamer, their bodies still steaming, when they were thrown into the Copper Pillar Hell.
Chains bound him, and he clasped his hands together around a copper cylinder one meter in diameter and two meters high. Yakshas and demons threw fiery red coals into the cylinder.
Li Changzhou was in excruciating pain. With a desperate struggle, the skin on his face was ripped off, revealing red muscles that looked like a monstrous demon.
The chains tightened, and the body, which had just moved away from the bronze pillar, was pressed back down.
"Sizzle sizzle!"
The flesh quickly turned charred black, and Li Changzhou dented in inch by inch. The copper pillar literally "burned" him in two!
On the ground, everyone was pale-faced, and some had already fainted from fright.
The moment his body was reshaped, Li Changzhou felt an endless surge of power about to break through the third barrier to physical enhancement.
"Again!" he roared, suppressing his power.
The hell of knives: climb the mountain of knives until your body is worn down into strips of flesh;
Iceberg hell, where you freeze to death;
I opened my eyes, still shivering from the cold, and with a splash, I was thrown into the boiling oil hell.
Fry it up!
It made a loud cracking sound!
No sooner had he left the boiling oil than he was plunged into the hell of the bull pit, where countless bulls attacked him, goring him with their horns and trampling him with their hooves. They crushed him, trampled him to pieces, and then their bodies burst into flames, burning him to ashes!
When he woke up, he was lying in a large stone trough. Yakshas and demons cut the ropes, and a boulder the same size as the trough crashed down with a loud bang.
Blood splattered, crushed flat, turned into a pulp!
Spring Mortar Hell: Place them in a mortar, and kill them in spring! Pound them into mud!
The hell of dismemberment, the slow slicing, cutting someone into pieces!
Break through!
'The objective has been achieved!'
'Enough! I've endured enough suffering and proven myself; I don't need to go through the eighteen levels of hell!'
In the misty lake, Li Changzhou seemed to smell the scent of death.
Little by little, his will was worn down, and all sorts of thoughts, reasons, and excuses to escape were eroding him.
His physical enhancements nearly broke through several times.
But Li Changzhou still held onto the last glimmer of light in his will.
The repeated torment was like a series of strong winds, trying to extinguish the faint light in his heart.
The lights flickered and went out several times, but like a tenacious candle, they burned again.
The Stone Mill Hell: Grind into mincemeat, reshape the human body, then grind again!
Li Changzhou "woke up" and then "fell unconscious" again. Gradually, the endless pain was suppressed by him, and in the end, it even became a gentle breeze and drifting clouds.
The third shackle of physical enhancement, which was originally just a sharp blade formed by pain that pierced through a corner, is now covered with cracks.
At this moment, Li Changzhou suddenly realized that if he had broken through directly before, although he could have reached the third level, it would only have been a small opening, like a gentle stream.
And now, it is all the water systems in the world.
The strength has increased, and the speed at which it fills the sea has also increased—only after filling the sea can one break through the fourth level of physical enhancement.
A trickle of water is not only weak, but it can never fill the ocean in a lifetime, thus achieving the fourth strengthening.
After traversing the eighteen levels of hell, Li Changzhou was once again pressed down in front of the hell realm.
"You actually made it through!"
"If, during torture, you have even the slightest thought of wanting to die, you will truly die in hell!"
"You haven't even once!"
The Hell Path has lost its initial composure, calmness, and detachment from controlling everything.
She stared at Li Changzhou in disbelief, her expression like that of a mortal seeing the eighteenth level of hell for the first time.
From the moment she obtained the Hell Path, no one has been able to walk out of it alive. As for the other five paths, even the Holy Master herself dared not leave.
When people are in extreme pain, they have no way to control their thoughts.
If you show even the slightest weakness, you will truly die in the deepest hell.
"Heh," Hell Path suddenly sneered, "You think you can withstand it once? I don't believe you can withstand it twice, three times, countless times! Keep hitting me!"
"Go!" The evil demon Yaksha stepped forward and pinned Li Changzhou down.
The void shattered, and a scythe of white bones swept across, beheading the yaksha and the demon, who then vanished into hell as two wisps of black smoke.
The Black Reaper drew its blade quickly, but sheathed it slowly, carrying the bone scythe on its shoulder and floating behind Li Changzhou.
Hell Path glanced at Black Death and said disdainfully, "Just because there are no evil spirits or yakshas doesn't mean I can't handle you."
“I have a question,” Li Changzhou said, still bound by iron chains, but standing there as if he were the lord of hell, “Your boss is known as the ‘Holy Master.’ Can a Holy Master extract confessions through torture?”
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