Li Yan suspected that the splitting headache he had when he woke up was because the mark of consciousness he left on his space ring had been forcibly erased.
Therefore, his sea of consciousness once again received a certain amount of backlash.
"It should be the warden here!"
Li Yan judged in his heart that although he had lost his consciousness, he was a person who had weathered many storms for a long time.
When the opponent appeared, he was standing near him and took action against him. Li Yan only relied on his senses and the opponent's accuracy to control the magic weapon.
He could sense that the opponent's level of cultivation was probably that of a Pluto-level ghost, and the warden above, who was the leader of the prison, was definitely beyond this level.
Fortunately, Li Yan has always been meticulous, and he will not miss any detail. Even if he leaves the spiritual imprint on the magic weapon in the storage space, it will only have the strength of an ordinary virtual refining in the early stage.
This prevented the other party from discovering more of his secrets, otherwise they would doubt whether Li Yan had practiced the secret technique of spiritual consciousness.
I don't know how tempting a spiritual consciousness secret technique is to the ghosts of the underworld, but if it were placed in the fairy world, even if it was to search for souls and make Li Yan die, he would not hesitate to take action.
Li Yan couldn't guess whether there were other ghosts between Fa Nan and the warden.
The so-called eighteenth level of hell. He didn't know how many Hades, Emperors, Kings, Ghosts, and Rakshasas there were in this level?
Li Yan's current strength will cause problems even if he deals with more Rakshasa. He doesn't have any treasures to use.
Most of his things are still placed in "earth spots".
Li Yan has never put most of the best spiritual stones, some treasures, raw materials, etc. that he considers particularly rare in a storage ring.
Li Yan also breathed his last breath after seeing the faint birthmark on his left wrist, where all his belongings were.
The other party did not see the existence of the "earth spots" and still regarded them as birthmarks. This shows that the space magic weapon refined from chaotic soil is quite special.
But now that he is in such a situation, his cultivation is controlled by the ghosts here, and the "earth spots" are of no use to him.
Next, although Li Yan couldn't do any exercises, he still started to sit cross-legged and close his eyes to rest.
It was dark here, and Li Yan could only roughly calculate the time in his mind, because he didn't know how long he had been unconscious due to the attempt.
At a certain moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the other end of the cell, as well as the harsh rattling sound of chains dragging on the ground.
After Li Yan heard the sound, he immediately stood up and looked outside quietly, but at this moment, there were some waves surging in his heart.
Fa Nan still held the three-pronged fork and walked towards this side.
Behind him, there were still two hanged men in white clothes with long red tongues sticking out and hanging down to their chests. They were dragging long and heavy iron chains in their hands, and their bodies were floating towards this side.
As these ghosts approached, Li Yan could feel the biting coldness radiating from these three people even more when his body was almost recovered.
"Recovered?"
Fanan walked to the cage and looked at Li Yan who had stood up inside. The sharp voice sounded again.
"almost!"
Li Yan gave a very simple answer.
After Fa Nan heard what he said, he couldn't help but look Li Yan up and down. This man actually recovered his mentality so quickly, unlike many monks who looked like they were despairing after coming.
And he quickly gave the most direct answer to his question, which aroused his interest.
"After all, you are a strong person in the human world. You will soon be able to regain this kind of character. I hope you can keep it up, hehehe..."
Fa Nan suddenly let out a sharp laugh again.
The monk in front of me didn't know if he was pretending to be calm or if he was still lucky.
Unexpectedly, after knowing that he was in the ghost world, he seemed to be in better spirits after a few days. I hope that the other party can still maintain this mentality later.
Because the creatures that come here all end up with one word - "Death!".
"Come out and follow me!"
Fa Nan said no more, but gently shook the three-pronged fork in his hand, and the cage door, which had been closed, opened silently.
Li Yan remained silent and walked out. Just as he was walking out, Fa Nan, along with two hanged men in white clothes, turned around and walked towards the steps he came from.
The harsh scraping sound of iron chains resounded in the empty blue space again, and Li Yan felt like someone being escorted to the guillotine...
When Li Yan walked out of the cell, he finally saw the sky outside. The sky here was covered with thick black clouds.
It's just that between the gaps between the black clouds, there will be red and blue light, which will illuminate the surrounding space with a thick layer of red and blue intertwined light.
Everywhere you look is filled with chilling and mysterious meanings, with an endless sense of oppression.
Li Yan stood on the ground. Behind him was a small house made of unknown thick black rocks.
This small house is only about three feet in size, but there is a long corridor leading underground. Li Yan just walked all the way up from the underground.
The small house is located in a corner at the end of a row of stone houses and is very inconspicuous.
The ground where Li Yan was standing was surrounded by black stone houses on three sides. Only one side was a courtyard wall, and there was a gate and exit there.
These stone houses and courtyard walls are all black, and they are all very tall, about fifty feet high.
For Li Yan, who has lost his cultivation, he can still get over it with his remaining physical strength. However, with Li Yan's keen senses, he can still feel the fluctuations of the formation outside.
There is no doubt that this place may be shrouded by a large formation. If there is no passage token, if you approach the outer formation for no reason, you will be killed directly.
Three black stone houses and a courtyard wall circle the place into a courtyard about a thousand feet long.
In the air in the courtyard, Li Yan saw two teams of patrolling ghosts floating slowly from above...
Those ghosts include phantom and translucent souls, as well as disgusting-looking or ghastly looking ghosts.
They were old and young, male and female, with disheveled hair, and their bodies were full of death and coldness.
Each one of them had a pale or thin face, or there was dazzling blood flowing out in some places, or there were some maggots crawling in and out, and the evil ghosts seemed unaware.
But when they saw Li Yan appear, everyone looked over and either made a roaring sound or cried sadly...
At the same time, there was also a shrill scream that pierced Li Yan's heart, but this sound came from the middle of the square.
At this time, Fanan tilted his head slightly and glanced at Li Yan, and then looked at the center of the square, where there were several evil spirits with bull heads and horse faces, half surrounded in two places.
"Those are all beings who don't work hard and commit suicide. This is the Netherworld. Don't think that it will be over once you die.
A nightmare that is more terrifying than death, this is where it just begins. If you do your job well, after you die, you will be able to enter the avenue of reincarnation, otherwise you will only lose your soul!"
At the beginning of the attack, the high-pitched voice was still full of kindness, but later it was said to Li Yan sternly.
This monk was a monk in the Void Refining Realm and could be used to great value, so he personally came to take this person to "observe the ceremony".
The other party is feeling lucky now, but soon he will only have endless despair. Then let him see the methods of the Netherworld and don't think that death can escape him.
Otherwise, why would we bother him with such a small matter?
Li Yan's eyes were fixed on the center of the square, where there was a huge oil pan. Li Yan felt that even if it could accommodate dozens of people, there would be no problem.
At this time, in the cauldron, there was black boiling oil, which was surging violently, and the bubbles inside were constantly swelling and exploding...
The air was filled with a layer of black air, and beside the pot, there were two ghosts with bull heads, as tall as giant spirits.
They are using two steel forks, each holding an object, constantly lifting it up in the boiling oil pan, stuffing it in, turning it over, stuffing it in again...
When Li Yan saw the two objects at the tip of the steel fork clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank without any explanation from the difficulty in front of him.
Because they were a demonic beast and a monk, they were being "put into a frying pan", and the bodies of one and the other demon had already cracked.
But I don't know what method the other party used to make their skin crack but not fall off. Just like that, there were horrible wounds all over the body like a baby's mouth.
However, those wounds revealed either black or bright red flesh and blood. Every time they were picked up from the oil pan, the man and the monster tried desperately to escape from the steel fork amidst the shrill screams.
But at most they could only twist their bodies a few times, and their seven orifices turned into several black holes.
Every time it is picked up, black oil emitting billowing high temperatures will flow out of the seven orifices.
Then they were turned over, and the two bull-headed ghosts plunged them into the black boiling oil again without hesitation.
The shrill scream suddenly turned into a dull beep...
Not far away on the other side, there was a row of ladder-like things, with three horse-headed ghosts standing below, holding long black whips in their hands.
Those black whips become more pointed toward the front, giving the impression that the whole body is like a long snake covered with barbs and scales.
They would constantly raise their hands and pull out the long black scale whips in their hands. Amidst the crisp sounds of "snap", there were also heartbreaking screams on the long ladder.
Li Yan saw the long ladder going up, reaching out into the thick black clouds above. He didn't know how high it was.
And those steps running across the long ladder were actually made of extremely white blades!
Each blade stands straight up, shining with a dazzling gleam...