But in the blink of an eye, Yin Shiqi turned into a silver stream of light and came to Ksitigarbha.

"Holy Sword·Slash"

He raised his knife high and struck at the skeleton in front of him.

However, Ksitigarbha had no intention of deliberately resisting. He just casually released a barrier in front of him, then slowly brought his two bone palms together, and quickly gathered the power of the small universe into his palms.

clang!

Yin Shiqi's hand knife struck down, but it was blocked by the barrier and could not be broken open at all.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that Jizo's two clasped palms slowly opened, and there was a condensed dark energy ball in the middle.

In a daze, he seemed to see a dim world in that energy ball.

"Death, damn Saint!"

Jizang heard a roar, his whole body glowed with golden light, and the originally white skeleton was transformed with flesh and blood.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed back into that solemn Bodhisattva appearance.

"Purpose all sentient beings"

He pushed his hands outward hard, and the energy ball shot towards Yin Shiqi, who was very close at hand.

Without any time to think, Yin Shiqi immediately slashed the other hand with a knife.

"Holy Sword·Slash"

However, when he struck the energy ball with his hand knife, it didn't have the impact of the previous attack at all. Instead, it struck in easily.

"Oops!"

Something abnormal is a monster, and Yin Shiqi is ready to withdraw his knife.

But it's too late.

Before he could stop his offensive, the energy ball suddenly expanded, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and his whole body was swallowed up.

However, the darkness only lasted for a moment, and in its place was a world filled with ghosts and desolate eyes.

There is no doubt that this is a spiritual alien space created by Ksitigarbha.

Just as he was about to use the Sword of Will to cut through this alien space, Jizo's familiar voice came from the bottom of his heart.

"This is a different space built by the poor monk to simulate the eighteen levels of hell. The consciousness of the victim will be trapped here and undergo the torture test of the eighteen levels of hell."

"No matter how long they stay here, it is only a short moment compared to the outside world."

"This is also the last gift that the poor monk gives you. It uses the eighteen levels of hell to bring you infinitely close to death and experience the difference between life and death."

"Whether you can comprehend the eighth sense of Alaya consciousness depends on you!"

To understand the eighth sense, one needs to erase the boundaries between life and death.

But to do this, you also need to understand the true meaning of life and death.

If one cannot even understand life and death, it is impossible to erase the realm of life and death and realize alaya consciousness.

But for a living person, it is okay to understand life, but it is almost impossible to understand death.

Because life and death are opposites.

The living can never touch death.

Hearing this, Yin Shiqi immediately gave up the idea of ​​leaving this world and was escorted by the two imps obediently.

When he saw a guy with his tongue pulled out not far away, he immediately understood that this was tongue pulling hell.

Immediately afterwards, two more sturdy ghosts with green faces and fangs came over.

They took over the work of the two brats and pressed him on the execution platform extremely brutally.

The two brats quickly brought crowbars and iron pliers from the side.

One of them skillfully used a crowbar to open Yin Qi's mouth, while the other used the cold pliers to clamp Yin Qi's tongue.

Then, the latter smiled ferociously and tightened his grip on the iron pliers. Step by step, he held Yin Shiqi's tongue and slowly moved back.

Seeing his tongue being gradually stretched in front of his eyes, and the pain gradually getting worse, Yin Shiqi couldn't help but begin to struggle.

"Ah-ah-ah-"

He overestimated his ability to bear it.

Maybe he could bear the pain of having his tongue pulled out instantly, but he couldn't bear the pain of being slowly stretched and tortured bit by bit.

What's worse is that when his psychological defense is broken, fear is slowly born along with this pain and grows stronger step by step.

He couldn't stand it anymore.

Unfortunately, this is not the real world, but a spiritual alien space, a pure confrontation of wills.

Even if Yin Shiqi possesses the powerful power of a dragon body, he cannot display it here.

What's even more frightening is that the builder of this spiritual alien space is Ksitigarbha, a powerful god who can easily suppress himself even on the verge of death.

In terms of willpower, there is no way he can defeat the opponent.

Therefore, no matter how hard Yin Shiqi struggled, he could not escape the oppression of the two ghosts.

What awaited him was only endless fear and pain.

I don't know how much time passed until Yin Shiqi was already numb. The tongue that had been completely stretched out of shape was finally pulled out, and the endless pain ended.

At this moment, he felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away as the tongue left, and his whole body felt light and airy.

He is going to die! He can be freed!

However, this is not the end, just the beginning of the next round of torture.

His eyes blurred, the pain all over his body suddenly disappeared, and the tongue that had been pulled out returned to its original state, as if all the pain and fear just now were a dream.

However, his reason told him that it was not a dream, and that he really had his tongue pulled out once.

"No-no-no-"

"I don't want to try again!"

Looking at the cold iron pliers stretched out again, Yin Shiqi cried out in collapse.

Unfortunately, the result was the same as before, his resistance was meaningless, and the cold iron pliers once again clamped his tongue.

Day after day, year after year.

Yin Shiqi had his tongue pulled out again and again in this tongue pulling hell, and he had no idea how many painful near-death experiences he had.

It wasn't until one day when he saw that the scene of hell in front of him had changed, and there were no longer those stretched tongues around, that he realized that he had left the tongue pulling hell.

"Has it been ten...ten thousand years?"

Looking back on the past, Yin Shiqi roughly estimated that he had spent nearly 10,000 years in the Tongue Pulling Hell.

However, estimating this number made him tremble.

Because this number happens to be the date of sentence in the legendary Oriental Tongue Pulling Hell.

This spiritual alien space constructed by Ksitigarbha takes the eighteenth level of hell as a template. By the same token, it can be inferred that the seventeenth level of hell in the future will also be the same as the real Eastern hell.

However, the Eastern Hell is different from the Hell of Hades. In the Eastern Hell, each subsequent level of punishment will double the sentence on the previous level.

By the time you reach the 18th level, the sentence will reach a terrifying 1,310,720,000 years!

Yin Shiqi couldn't help but tremble at the thought that he would have to go through seventeen levels of hell and a sentence of more than one billion years.

"No, I want to get out of here!"

He was frightened and frightened, so he quickly gathered his sword of will and tried to split this spiritual alien space.

Unfortunately, Ksitigarbha is not someone who can be compared to low-end gods like Huantasos.

No matter how he swung the sword of will, he could not shake this space even one bit.
Chapter completed!