At the moment of collapse, Chen Ling truly experienced the feeling of hell.
The sky will not respond, the earth will have no response.
Imprisoned in hell, the evil spirits attack him and he is unable to resist.
The breath of hell severely eroded his will.
The next moment he collapsed, Chen Ling's will condensed again like a rainbow.
When the will reaches the level of the Martial Lord, it is condensed into substance and can kill enemies out of thin air.
After collapse, as long as one's own will is not completely wiped out, it can be condensed again.
If the will of the Martial Lord is defeated in this way, it will be difficult to condense. Even if it condenses, it will be very weak and can only remain intact.
While he was condensing, the overwhelming number of evil spirits came towards him again.
"Damn it, what kind of enlightenment is this?"
"Hell? Do you want me to experience the scene of hell?"
Chen Ling's scalp was numb. No one else could have blocked such an attack.
He resisted with all his strength and unleashed his willpower attacks.
Every time an evil ghost is killed, the aura of the underworld will cover his body, and he will experience the scene of hell firsthand, with his hair standing on end, chills spreading all over his body, and his will trembling.
That kind of feeling is too shocking.
His will was shaken and he felt fear.
boom!
After about dozens of breaths, his will collapsed again.
When it collapses, it condenses again.
This kind of collapse surprised Chen Ling. It seemed that there was no consumption here, but it made him more and more fearful.
The feeling brought about by the underworld energy made him feel deep fear and apprehension.
It seems as if the will has been tortured.
Collapse again and again...
"Hell...will, these evil ghosts seem to be a form of will? So what do I want to understand? What is the relationship between holy skills and will?"
Gradually, Chen Ling seemed to feel that he had caught something.
But the threat from hell became stronger and stronger, making him retreat.
"The first level, hell..."
The words "Sage of the Underworld" came to mind, and Chen Ling's will felt like it was struck by lightning.
Killing evil ghosts, the feeling brought by the underworld energy, is like a hell-like experience, eroding the mind and will. If the will is not strong, it will be completely eroded and obliterated by this feeling.
A sudden flash of inspiration.
I see.
"To resist this kind of erosion, hell, the saint of the underworld, the meaning of the underworld... hell can also be compared to a manifestation of the underworld."
"In this case, if you want to gain enlightenment, you don't just have to resist, but you have to integrate, experience, and integrate yourself into this hellish world and incarnate into it."
Chen Ling suddenly realized.
He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the evil ghost crazily.
Holding the sharp sword transformed by his will, he chopped the evil ghost into pieces and stepped into the underworld. He felt it firsthand. This time, he no longer resisted or was afraid.
To embrace this terrifying feeling with all my heart.
Fear arose, but he firmly rejected it.
The will is indestructible, like a rainbow, fearless.
I'm fearless.
Chen Ling's will roared and he was no longer afraid.
What is hell?
Hell is punishment, it makes people fearful, it makes people crazy, it is purgatory.
I am hell, I am fear itself, where is the fear?
Boom! Boom!
…
I don’t know how much time has passed, and I don’t know how many times his will has collapsed. Chen Ling gradually forgot his fear, and his will was no different from the aura of countless evil ghosts.
He exudes a terrible sense of hell, which makes people feel frightened.
"The second level is life and death."
The voice of Saint Huangquan suddenly sounded.
Heaven and earth change.
Chen Ling found himself in an endless sea of swords and fire.
Mountains of swords and seas of fire, seas of blood and mountains of corpses.
The tragic aura of death filled the air, and a silent scream invaded his will.
"The first level passed, the second level is life and death."
"life and death?"
Chen Ling looked at the terrifying realm of death and fell into deep thought.
However, this world did not give him time to think.
call out!
A sharp sword fell from the sky, Chen Ling's eyes were about to burst, death, real death.
It is not an illusion, it is not fake, death is really approaching.
He tried his best, but he couldn't escape at all.
Poof!
The sharp sword penetrated through, and at that moment, there was severe pain in the heart, and the heart stopped beating with a bang. The temperature in the body was lost. The power dissipated, and everything was lost...
Are you really going to die?
The fear of death instantly enveloped Chen Ling. He stared blankly at the sword penetrating in front of him, his consciousness instantly darkening.
This is not false.
This was his last glimmer of consciousness.
He would never forget the feeling at the moment of death.
It seemed like thousands of years had passed in the endless darkness.
"The third level, the other side."
The sound of shouting was like thunder, ringing in Chen Ling's ears.
Wow~~
The darkness fades and the light shines brightly.
"Where is this? Am I dead?" Chen Ling woke up from fear and stared blankly at everything in front of him.
This is a colorful garden.
The river flows and the water is turbid.
There is a small bridge over the river. On the opposite side of the bridge, colorful flowers are blooming, competing for beauty.
The turbid river water, gray sky and earth, and colorful flowers look particularly strange.
"The other side? When I die? Is it another world that I go to after death?"
Chen Ling murmured, his eyes gradually revealed a glimmer of light, and he slowly stepped onto the small bridge.
The moment he stepped onto the small bridge, the color of the world changed, and the small river turned into a mighty river, flooding the world.
The colorful flowerbeds all turned into ferocious flowers, and each flower sprouted endless sharp teeth and spikes, like a monster with a big mouth, ferocious and terrifying.
"ah……"
The bridge suddenly collapsed, and Chen Ling screamed and continued to fall.
He fell into the abyss.
It was dark all around, and above, there was a rushing turbid river. Strangely, not a drop fell.
He could even see through the river and see the ferocious flowers sticking out their tongues.
"What the hell is this place?"
"Am I dead or not?"
"The other side, what exactly is the other side?"
"What is beyond death?"
Chen Ling is going crazy.
He searched everywhere but could not find a way out.
He exhausted all his strength and collapsed helplessly into the abyss.
Darkness shrouds and loneliness erodes.
Fear and panic gradually came over me.
Time passed, and Chen Ling could no longer remember the concept of time.
Fear in the dark is a terror worse than death.
He would rather die than be trapped in this damn place.
The darkness, the lack of people, the unknown fear, the unknown everything, tortured his mind...
He even chose to commit suicide, but after killing himself, he reappeared the next moment.
In the endless darkness, Chen Ling huddled in the corner, shivering, and in the depths of his will filled with fear, these six words suddenly appeared.
A glimmer of light slowly revived in the depths of his desperate eyes...
Hell is more terrifying than death, and it is worse than death if you cannot endure it.
But how many people are not afraid of death? Even if there is a glimmer of hope, countless people will choose to struggle.
the other side?
Is there hope at the end of death?
There is no hope, but who would believe it?
At the moment of your death, you will only think of hope. Even if there is no hope, it will become there. (To be continued)