God’s will is like a knife!
The brilliant heavenly sword is like the skyline between heaven and earth. When it falls down, it occupies one of the vertical and horizontal directions, spanning infinity.
In all of Chen Xiang's perceptions, he could not figure out where the end of the sword was.
"Not made by man!"
Chenxiang's heart was shocked, and she could feel the brilliant power of heaven contained in the heavenly sword, which was the power from heaven and earth.
The emperor controls the authority of a realm, can mobilize the power of the realm, and transform it into a sword of God's will, cutting off all phenomena and everything.
This is not the power of living beings, this is the power of the underworld!
The sky knife fell and finally stopped in front of Chen Xiang's forehead. The blade did not hit the opponent. Instead, it twisted slightly and turned into a shackle to lock Chen Xiang.
Wearing shackles, Chen Xiang felt that the magic power in his body was completely blocked.
In fact, even the divine power of his physical body and the mental power of his soul lost their magic and were sealed within his body.
Chen Xiang raised his head in confusion and looked at the emperor's figure who was filled with chaotic energy, whose face could not be seen clearly, and whose body was as huge as a mountain.
This is not the real body, but a holy shadow, condensed by magic power.
"Thank you to Emperor Hades for not killing him. Chenxiang broke into the underworld without permission because of important matters. Please forgive Emperor Hades." Chenxiang didn't know why Emperor Hades didn't kill him, but it was a good thing to be alive after all.
After he thanked him, the emperor suddenly threw him out.
The shackles formed by the sword of providence wrapped around his body tightly, blocking the range of movement of his limbs, making it impossible for him to exert force or cast spells.
The body fell straight from the sky, and Agarwood disappeared into the underworld in a burst of black light distortion.
When the dim light in front of him flashed, Chen Xiang found that he had fallen into a miserable world.
Countless ferocious-looking ghost warriors inflicted tongue-pulling torture on each and every ghost in this world.
"Is this the tongue pulling hell among the eighteen levels of hell?!"
Chenxiang was startled, and then suddenly felt two big hands pressing her shoulders, forcing her to the ground.
His big hands were as heavy as a mountain, and there was endless pressure on him.
With such power, if Chen Xiang's divine power was not sealed, it would only take a slight shock to shatter the two Yin soldiers who were holding him down.
But now, he is like a powerless mortal who is easily suppressed.
"What are you doing?!"
Chen Xiang exclaimed, and the next second his tongue was caught by the Yin soldiers who suppressed him.
Suddenly, Chenxiang broke into a cold sweat. She only felt a chill on her back, numbness on her scalp, and infinite terror in her heart.
puff!
In Chen Xiang's horrified eyes, Yin Bing's hand holding his tongue suddenly tugged, causing a harsh sound of flesh and blood tearing.
pain!
Heartbreaking pain!
The entire tongue was pulled out, and blood spurted out, with a burning pain that stung the soul.
In an instant, Chen Xiang's legs softened and she fell to the ground, twitching continuously.
He retched and gasped, and the flesh and blood in his cavity twitched uncontrollably, accompanied by streams of blood spilling out, causing Chen Xiang constant pain.
After a while, he couldn't bear the pain and fainted.
When Chen Xiang woke up, she was horrified to find that she was being held by a Yin soldier intact, and her tongue was being held by a Yin soldier.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
puff!
The familiar voice sounded again, accompanied by an explosion of pain that pierced the soul, and once again fell on Chen Xiang.
His soul was twitching, and he was struck by a wave of extreme pain, and his whole body was about to pass out again.
'No, I can't be unconscious, I want to see what's going on?!'
Chen Xiang's mind suddenly cheered up, and she forced herself to endure the pain of pulling out her tongue.
Soon, Chen Xiang was shocked to find that his body was reorganizing, and the tongue that was pulled out turned into light and returned to his body.
After a while, he was intact again.
At the same time, the Yin soldiers continued to stretch out their big hands!
Agarwood: "..."
He gritted his teeth to prevent his tongue from being exposed.
Chenxiang is very confident in his body. He has achieved a small amount of magic power and has an indestructible body. Although his divine power has been suppressed, his physical strength is still there.
Especially the teeth, which are connected to the bones, like being made of divine iron, so how can they be broken by mere Yin soldiers.
Click!
The next second, with a crisp sound, the Yin soldier shattered Chenxiang's teeth and took hold of the dexterous tongue again...
Chenxiang: "Unnie..."
puff!
Before the vague words could be uttered, his tongue was violently pulled out again, causing Chen Xiang to twitch all over in pain, and tears and snot flowed out uncontrollably, mixing with the blood.
In this way, Agarwood began an extremely brutal punishment.
Years are not kept in the tongue-pulling hell. One year has passed and Agarwood has already experienced the pain of tongue-pulling countless times.
And after experiencing that extreme pain millions of times, Agarwood's willpower had already reached an inhuman level, and she could easily withstand the pain of pulling out her tongue.
I saw that Chen Xiang was leaning on a stone at this time, with his legs crossed and his mouth open.
On both sides, there were Yin soldiers standing there, holding him down while constantly pulling out his tongue.
The tongue was pulled out with a pop! After recovering, Chen Xiang took the initiative to stick out his tongue.
puff!
The sound of tearing flesh and blood was heard, the tongue was pulled out again, and blood spurted out. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.
But Chenxiang lay there very calmly. The next second his body recovered, he took the initiative to stick out his tongue.
However, this time, the two Yin soldiers stood up and did not pull out Agarwood's tongue again.
Chen Xiang was stunned for a moment, and her tongue trembled in her mouth, as if saying, "Come and pull me out!"
The next second, Chen Xiang shut up suddenly and retracted his tongue.
"Why are you used to being pulled out? No, no, no, this is a bad habit..."
Chen Xiang was secretly ashamed. After more than a year of pulling out his tongue, he had become accustomed to it. The action just now was actually his subconscious.
This made Chen Xiang feel very uncomfortable, and she always felt like she was abnormal...
"This is what you want, take it."
Suddenly, Yin Bing handed a scroll of scripture to Chen Xiang.
Chen Xiang was stunned for a moment, then took the scripture and opened it to read.
Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on Chen Xiang's face.
The content of the book is exactly a supreme method for cultivating the soul, a supreme method called Nine Turns of Yuan Gong.
In an instant, Chen Xiang thought of a lot.
This volume of scripture must have been left to him by Li Chunyang. A person with that kind of great supernatural power must have figured out his intentions long ago.
At the same time, Chen Xiang was suddenly startled. He couldn't help but ask Yin Bing: "Did His Majesty the Underworld give me the scripture?"
The Yin soldier nodded.
boom!
For a moment, Chen Xiang's thoughts exploded, and there was a roar in his mind.
He understood, everything was understood.
The Emperor of the Underworld is Li Chunyang, and Li Chunyang is the Emperor of the Underworld!
No wonder when I told the Bodhisattva, the Purifying Altar Envoy, that I wanted to go to the underworld to worship Li Chunyang as my teacher, the Purifying Altar Envoy had such a weird look on his face.
Obviously, he knew, but he didn't say anything and allowed himself to rush down in a daze.
"The Underworld Emperor has a decree to let you go through eighteen levels of hell. For each level of hell you pass, you can get a scroll of scripture."
"When you go through the eighteen levels of hell, you can get eighteen volumes of scriptures. When the eighteen volumes of scriptures are combined, it will be what you want."
After the two Yin soldiers finished speaking, they stretched out their hands to grab Agarwood's shackles and led Agarwood to the next level of hell, which was the second level of the eighteen levels of hell, the scissors hell.
Feeling that the mana in his body was loosening, Chen Xiang quickly put the Scripture in his hand into his body, and then felt that his mana was sealed again.
Before reaching the Scissors Hell, Chenxiang asked the two Yin soldiers: "Will Emperor Hades accept me as his disciple?"
"Why do I have to go through eighteen levels of hell before I can be given a scripture?"
The Yin soldiers shook their heads and said nothing. They were just executors. How could they understand the will of the Hades Emperor?
After taking Agarwood into the second level of hell, the two brought red scissors.
The scissors were made of black iron and turned scarlet red due to being stained with countless blood, carrying a pungent fishy smell.
"A pair of scissors is useful for everything. It can cut through human beings, ghosts, fairies and monsters. Boy, connect your fingers with your heart. Enjoy it, quack quack!"
The Yin soldier smiled cruelly and then cut off Chen Xiang's fingers.
Click! Click! Click...
The crisp sound of broken bones kept ringing. It was the sound of bones, flesh, and skin being cut off. It was so terrifying that the scalp of those who heard it was numb and the back was chilled.
Chenxiang was sweating profusely as she endured it, her eyes widened as she watched her hands being tortured, but she made no more sound.
His will has long been as strong as a rock and as stable as a mountain. Although cutting his fingers is more painful than pulling out his tongue, it is not painful enough to make him collapse.
"My body is indestructible and is made of divine iron. Even divine weapons cannot hurt me at all. Why did I lose to a mere pair of iron scissors?!" Chen Xiang was surprised.
When the Yin soldiers who were executing the execution heard this, they sneered and said, "The body is indestructible, so what does the soul have to do with it?"
Chenxiang was stunned for a moment, then her senses opened, and she was suddenly startled.
He quickly turned his head and looked behind him, only to see that his body was standing there with lifeless eyes, and his soul had separated from his body and soul at some unknown time.
That's right, not only has the body been separated from the body, but the soul has also been separated.
The soul body composed of three souls and seven souls is separated from the physical body and the soul, and independently bears the pain of severed fingers.
Click! Click! Click!...
The crisp sound sounded again, continuously, and it made Chenxiang's heart throb in pain.
The beginning of a new round of pain is like reincarnation, and it will last for a full year just like the tongue-pulling hell.
In this way, Chenxiang endured the pain for a full year before he adapted. At the same time, his soul and will became more tenacious, like a rock.
The pain continued and became even more painful. Chen Xiang entered the third level of hell with the second volume of scripture.
…
eighteen years later
A long time for a mortal has passed, and Agarwood has endured eighteen years of pain in hell, experiencing eighteen kinds of extreme torture for living beings.
At the same time, he also obtained eighteen volumes of scriptures, and obtained the complete method of the supreme soul.
This chapter has been completed!