At a word from Chu Kuangren, Lan Haifang immediately led him to the Blue Sea Eighteen-Level Hell.
The Yellow Sand Young Lord and the others followed as well.
The Eighteen Levels of Hell had been built in an abyss within Blue Sea territory. The abyss was divided into eighteen levels, covered with countless restrictions to prevent the departed souls and evil ghosts from escaping.
Eerie yin qi filled the place, along with an exceptionally ferocious killing intent.
When they arrived, Ye Luosha and Ye Ghost King looked rather uncomfortable, but neither said anything. They merely grew even more silent.
Chu Kuangren stood above the abyss, gazing at the Eighteen Levels of Hell that extended upward level by level. His eyes were unfathomable, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Of the eighteen levels of hell, the first level at the very bottom held the most departed souls. These souls had yet to transform completely into evil ghosts, yet they endured the harshest and most numerous punishments. Chu Kuangren even saw some souls unable to bear such torture, their souls scattering into oblivion.
Wails echoed through the abyss.
Those whose souls had not scattered fared little better.
Under such torture, they gradually filled with resentful qi and viciousness, transforming into evil ghosts before being cast into the next level to take part in all manner of bloody battles, as though fighting in an arena.
Once they had grown to a certain level, they were cast into the next, and so on.
By the time they reached the first level at the very top, the evil ghosts imprisoned there exuded incomparably savage viciousness from head to toe.
Compared with the Underworld's eighteen levels of hell, Chu Kuangren found himself unable to tell which was the true hell!
"Heh, the Blue Sea