Douluo: I, a Prehistoric World Dao Venerable, Was Live-Streamed by the Sky Screen, Part 39

Her mentality completely collapsed!

First, Ghost Gate had forced her to her knees, unable to rise.

Now, a mysterious expert who could freeze time and space with a single glance had appeared.

Why did it feel like anyone casually emerging from the Prehistoric World could crush the entire Douluo Continent like an ant?

She never wanted to watch the Sky Screen again.

And not just her.

Bo Saixi of Sea God Island was on the verge of collapse as well.

Ghost Gate and King Yama earlier

had made her soul tremble and her mind shudder,

but she had always felt as though there were a barrier between them.

But this time was different!

That gaze had pierced through everything, pressing down upon her like heavenly might.

It was tens of millions of times more terrifying

than the divine sense of the Sea God she had once felt!

What chilled her to the bone even more was that she could vaguely sense

that she was not the only one frozen in place...

Perhaps the time and space of the entire Douluo Continent had been sealed!

"Can Lord Sea God truly conquer the Prehistoric World?"

It seemed like an instant, yet also like hundreds of millions of years, before Bo Saixi finally regained her freedom!

But at this moment, the faith in her heart wavered!

God Realm.

It was equally dead silent.

"How could such an existence exist? With a single glance, he restrained all of us!"

"Could Sea God's deduction have been wrong?"

The Five Great God Kings and the gods had likewise been unable to move just moments ago, and now their hearts were filled with terror.

"Do not panic, everyone. The Prehistoric World natives occupy such a fertile land, so it is hardly surprising that some have cultivated heaven-defying talents."

"But in terms of overall strength, heritage, and foundation, they are absolutely no match for the God Realm!"

Asura God spoke in a low voice.

Although Sea God had left, his spirit remained!

As Sea God's inheritor, Asura God had already learned to draw inferences from one instance to another!

"Asura God is right."

Evil God King took over, a hint of excitement instead flashing through his eyes.

"That place is gloomy and bizarre, not a place of good fortune. It is normal for them to cultivate some unorthodox, sinister arts.

Perhaps it is not the Prehistoric World at all, but another world of ghosts and demons."

The Netherworld Court might be a place of ominous peril to other gods, but to him, it could be a sacred ground for cultivation!

If given the chance,

he would have led an army there to slaughter them at once!

"That Pig Herder before was, after all, of low status and limited knowledge,"

Destruction God King said slowly.

"Perhaps there are realms above Sages, realms comparable to ours!"

As soon as Destruction God King said this,

a small number of gods agreed, but most deities remained dismissive.

But no matter what, they firmly believed:

The advantage was theirs!

With just one glance,

Zhu Jiuyin saw the entire Douluo Plane through Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo.

In his eyes,

they were nothing more than a swarm of insects.

They had merely borrowed the power of the Tribulation to gain a chance to glimpse the Prehistoric World.

But what use was that?

Utterly baffling!

Although the will of the Earthly Dao had repaired some of the flaws in his primordial spirit, when it came to deducing heavenly secrets,

he was still inferior to the other Sages.

Not to mention that the Tribulation muddled cause and effect, leaving what he saw far from clear.

Seeing Zhu Jiuyin remain silent, King Yama immediately pronounced judgment:

"Yue Guan, in life, you slaughtered innocents. After death, you insulted the Underworld Bureau and incited others to disrupt punishment!"

"Sentenced! Tongue-Ripping Hell for fifty thousand years, Sea of Fire Hell for ten thousand years!"

"Gui Mei, you trespassed into Hell and disrupted reincarnation!"

"Sentenced! Oil Cauldron Hell for fifty thousand years!"

"My lord, it was all my fault! I dragged Lao Gui into this!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo panicked upon hearing this. He knew the taste of the oil cauldron all too well, and he cried as he tried to take all the blame upon himself.

"No! My lord, I was the one who barged in, and I was the one who failed to stop Yue Guan from committing evil in life... If anyone must be punished, punish me alone. I beg you, spare his life!"

Ghost Douluo was even more direct, kneeling and bowing his head to the ground.

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo's soul body so faint it was nearly transparent, he truly feared Chrysanthemum Douluo would not endure it, so he simply took everything upon himself.

"Lao Gui, you..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo still wanted to argue, but Zhu Jiuyin suddenly spoke, sounding intrigued:

"Oh? You are willing to bear everything in his stead?"

"Yes! Please grant my request, my lord!"

"Very well." Zhu Jiuyin lightly raised a hand.

"Then the punishment shall be changed. If you can endure one hundred thousand years in Mountain of Blades Hell, I will pardon all the crimes of both of you!"

"This lowly one is willing! Thank you, my lord!"

With a sweep of Zhu Jiuyin's sleeve, Ghost Douluo vanished from the hall in an instant.

The next moment,

a transparent orb appeared in the center of the great hall.

Upon closer inspection,

it seemed to contain a miniature purgatory within--

Countless ghosts were bound to iron beds and sliced apart by a thousand blades.

Some had mouths full of blades forced down their throats, while others climbed and rolled across mountains of knives...

Tens of thousands of blade tortures intertwined.

It was Mountain of Blades Hell, one of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Zhu Jiuyin had actually brought an entire level of Hell into the hall.

And Ghost Douluo was now bound to an iron bed.

A many-armed, octopus-like monster hovered beside the bed, each tentacle clutching a thin blade.

Blade after blade, it slowly flayed his body.

His screams carried through the orb, shrill and unending.

"Lao Gui—!!!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo let out a hoarse scream, his vision went black, and he completely fainted.

Thousands of tortures took turns tormenting him.

He died and came back to life again and again.