Eighteenth Chapter: Having Guts

After looking around at the prisoners on all four sides, Zhong Shan raised his head slightly and glanced at the Eighteenth Level of Hell. A cold sneer flashed in his eyes.

"Supreme Beginning Sacred King, is this your way of giving me a show of force?"

"If that's the case, then I can't let you look down on me too much either!" Zhong Shan muttered.

No one heard what Zhong Shan said, but everyone could see the air of nobility surrounding him—a powerful aura possessed only by those in high positions.

This aura was not determined by cultivation. More than anything, it was determined by the Heaven and Earth Karma Position.

The dozen or so prisoners who had been free earlier quickly retrieved two intact red bracelets from the shattered corpses of Liu Ding and Liu Jia.

"Black Iron Tower, what is this?" the prisoner asked hesitantly, clutching the red bracelet.

If he had not witnessed Zhong Shan's terrifying might, the prisoner would definitely have put on the red bracelet at once, recovered his cultivation, and fled the Eighteenth Level of Hell. But the imposing presence Zhong Shan had revealed earlier had been seen by everyone—especially the dozen or so people who had endured Zhong Shan's murderous gaze.

Black Iron Tower accepted the two bracelets and cautiously walked up to Zhong Shan.

"Senior, this is the Red Bracelet. Wearing it can dispel the suppression of the Eighteenth Level of Hell!" Black Iron Tower said carefully.

Zhong Shan had already decided what to do next, and his mood had eased considerably. Looking at Black Iron Tower, he paid no attention to the red bracelet and simply asked, "What is the Eighteenth Level of Hell?"

"The Eighteenth Level of Hell? I heard it's a top-grade Great Immortal Artifact, an eighteen-story pagoda-shaped magical