He divided it into eighteen levels, refined gates for each, and connected them to the main realm of the Netherworld. Then, with Netherworld power gathering at his fingertips, he sketched five bloody characters across the plaque above the entrance.
Eighteen Levels of Hell!
Baleful energy soared into the heavens, while ghosts wailed and wolves howled!
First Level: Tongue-Pulling Hell.
Those who sowed discord, spread rumors and slander, flattered and fawned, or deceived and cheated others while alive would surely fall into this hell after death.
Little demons would pry open their mouths, clamp their tongues with iron pincers, and slowly yank them out by force, causing agony that pierced body and soul!
Afterward, they would be sent to Scissor Hell, then into Iron Tree Hell to be tortured again. The suffering piled layer upon layer, never ending!
Second Level: Scissor Hell.
If a woman lost her husband and became a widow, yet you urged her to remarry and played matchmaker, you would enter this hell after death!
All ten fingers would be severed by giant swords, leaving flesh and blood mangled as anguished cries filled the land!
Third Level: Iron Tree Hell.
Those who sowed discord among relatives and drove wedges between fathers and sons, siblings, or spouses would fall into this hell.
Sharp blades would pierce out from beneath their backs, suspending them from an iron tree covered in spikes until blood flowed like a river!
After the punishment, they would be sent to Tongue-Pulling Hell, Steaming Basket Hell, and other prisons, suffering through endless cycles!
Hell had taken shape. The dark wind howled furiously, and ten thousand ghosts murmured low.
At last, the Netherworld had grown fangs.
Fourth Level: Sin-Mirror Hell.
Those who committed evil in the mortal world could deny it stubbornly, grease palms, and exploit loopholes