Chapter 156 Trapped in Hell

Chapter 156 Trapped in Hell

Lin Fan guessed that the huangquan fruit was a string of keys, containing some secret power or runes that could unknowingly transport a person to another world.

This was somewhat similar to a world constructed by the mind, but no… it should be more like the dark cage, forcibly taking people away.

“How do I get out now?” Lin Fan muttered, wandering around, looking for an exit.

However, in this desolate land filled with Death Qi, apart from the special abyss ahead, there was nothing else unusual.

“Hey, is anyone in charge here? Rule consciousness, hurry up and get me out, I don’t have time to play with you here.”

Lin Fan shouted, thinking that this place was artificially created, like the Void God Realm in the Lower Realm, where there were things like domain envoys.

However, no matter how he called, no one responded; only a sinister Yin Qi enveloped the world, making his whole body tremble.

Subsequently, Lin Fan arrived at the end of the land; the precipice was vast and endless, overlooking a bottomless black hole below, making his Soul feel like it was being sucked in.

“Hmm?”

His heart jolted, and he quickly retreated; there was a devouring force here that was somewhat difficult to resist, pulling people into the abyss.

Moreover, just a casual glance caused one’s mind to become dazed.

Vaguely, he heard roars, as one Divine Demon after another, bound by shackles, were trapped within, their bodies bleeding, struggling and howling.

Furthermore, there were many vengeful spirits, their bones stark white, covered in decaying flesh, their faces hideous and terrifying, screaming mournfully, as if they were in the eighteen layers of Hell, constantly suffering torture.

Additionally, red lava flowed, carrying a bloody smell; once a wicked ghost fell into it, it turned into a wisp of smoke, burning until nothing remained.

Lin Fan gasped, secretly cursing, “Which bastard created this place and brought me here without a sound?”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the abyss erupted, Hell rioted, and what spewed forth was not lava, but bones and vengeful spirits; the sky turned blood-red, accompanied by black mist and wailing.

At this moment, the earth shook, and the scene was terrifying beyond compare, as if the gates of Hell had opened, with Death Qi surging and countless vengeful spirits.

“Damn it, I shouldn’t have gotten close to this place!” Lin Fan exclaimed, a ominous premonition rising in his heart, and he swiftly fled into the distance.

However, the heavens were about to overturn, the universe to invert; the entire world trembled, Yin Qi surged into the sky, black mist spread, and there was nowhere to escape.

“Oh my god, you stinky things, don’t pull my pants…”

Lin Fan shrieked; although he resisted, it was useless. He was pulled by a powerful force, heading towards the abyss.

Not only that, everything on the ground—skeletons, huge rocks—was also being sucked into the black hole; it seemed that nothing could escape.

This was startling and inexplicable; it suddenly erupted. He had a feeling it was because of his arrival, like a test.

Lin Fan did not avoid it, nor could he; he plunged into the dark abyss, and even opening his Unique Cave Heaven was useless. This immense power was irresistible.

At the same time, he also had to defend against the falling bones and huge rocks; many things crashed down, like giant stars striking, weighing more than a thousand jun.

This put immense pressure on him; runes flashed around his body, making him invulnerable to all methods, shattering one mountain peak after another, which was extremely strenuous.

When the surroundings finally quieted down and nothing more fell from above, Lin Fan began to survey the underground world.

It was vast and boundless; bone islands and ancient black palaces floated on the lava, with Divine Demons and vengeful spirits moving in and out, truly like the underworld.

Moreover, every so often, some bone islands and black palaces would disintegrate and sink into the lava, leaving nothing behind.

Because of this, many vengeful spirits wailed and struggled, but it was still useless; they were mercilessly melted, a truly tragic sight.

In the lava sea, huge rocks stood high in the sky, with Divine Demons bound to them, suffering torment at all times; flames burned, and weapons hacked.

Some even had their eyes gouged out, their tongues pulled out, and some were decapitated, with only their heads moving, which was incredibly terrifying, enduring various tortures!

“Is this the eighteen layers of Hell after death? But I’m not dead yet, why bring me to this cursed place?”

Lin Fan’s scalp tingled as he surveyed the netherworld; it truly looked the part.

Here, he personally witnessed an unknown strong individual, torn into six pieces, bloody and gruesome.

Even though he knew that what was happening here might not be real, just an illusion, his body still felt a chill, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

“Damn it, I grew up watching Uncle Ying, how could I be scared of this little scene!” Lin Fan cheered himself on, trying to calm down.

“Chii!”

Suddenly, several chains shot out from the red lava; they gleamed with dark light, containing supreme rules, and directly bound Lin Fan.

Caught off guard, he struggled violently, but it was useless; he couldn’t break free. The chains bit into his flesh, as if they had immobilized his Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits, leaving him unable to move an inch.

“Is this a test or reality?”

The cold chains wrapped around him made him very uncomfortable, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

“You committed too much slaughter in your life; after death, you shall endure the punishment of a thousand cuts!”

“Hell’s Judgment!”

In a trance, a voice devoid of any emotion sounded, delivering his verdict.

As soon as the words fell, countless divine swords and great sabers hacked at his body; blood and minced flesh splattered, causing him to howl in pain.

“Ah…”

“Damn it, are you serious…?”

“Bastard… who is qualified to… ah… judge me!”

In a short while, Lin Fan had lost all desire to live; apart from his head, the rest of his body was just a skeleton, truly having suffered a thousand cuts.

Pain, too much pain!

This was an indescribable pain, filled with humiliation at the same time; to be flayed without rhyme or reason, who could endure it?

However… what could he change? In this place, he was a weakling, unable to muster any resistance, and he truly felt death.

But he was not one to easily yield; he was extremely unwilling to end like this, immensely furious, unbearable, and roared to the sky.

“Don’t let me leave this place, otherwise, I will surely dismantle this place in the future! Even if the one who created it is dead, I will return to that era and beat him up!”

“Heh heh… Hahaha…”

Lin Fan laughed loudly; there was no sadness, instead, he became calm, with a feeling of giving up; no matter how severe the punishment, he was no longer afraid.

“Come on, let the storm rage even harder…” he lightly scoffed.

However, what he said came true; his mouth was like it had been blessed. A long sword flew in and pierced his glabella; his vision instantly went black, as if his Dao was about to perish.

“Oh my god, big brother, are you really doing this? Can’t I just admit I was wrong?”

“Liu Ma, help! Your filial son is about to die…”

Lin Fan continued to speak, maintaining his last shred of consciousness, not letting himself sink, his will firm.

By this point, he had gained some understanding: the reason huangquan fruit could strengthen the Primordial Spirit might be inextricably linked to this kind of torment.

Only the most arduous experiences could forge the most resilient Primordial Spirit; this was the unique quality of the huangquan fruit!

It also seemed to be a test for obtaining the Heavenly Seed; how could a will not strong enough break free from Reincarnation?