Chapter 335

Every carving is lifelike, as if these horrific scenes will come alive in the next second and drag all those who step into this palace into an endless abyss.
This scene is a true portrayal of hell on earth, a terrifying abyss that even nightmares cannot reach.

And above, the eighteen dark steps were like a passage leading to endless darkness, each layer precisely corresponding to the terrifying eighteen levels of hell.

On each step, bizarre scenes of the underworld are carved with amazing craftsmanship.

The carvings seemed to have life, exuding a chilling atmosphere. The torture scenes in hell were vivid, with blazing fires that seemed to burn the human soul to ashes.
The ice was so piercing that it seemed to be able to freeze people into ice sculptures in an instant; the evil spirits were baring their fangs and claws, and their ferocious faces seemed to be about to break through the constraints of the carvings and pounce on those who dared to look.

The painful cries in the carvings seemed to echo in my ears. The tragic scene seemed to devour my mind, as if I were in the real netherworld of hell, and I was so terrified that I couldn't extricate myself. A terrifying figure as huge as a hill sat on the majestic dragon throne. Its body was as broad and thick as a mountain, which was daunting.

He bared his chest and abdomen wantonly, showing no signs of restraint. His beard was long and messy, like thousands of dense black snakes twisting wildly, emitting a creepy aura.

I saw his big hand holding a bloody object, the slender shape was like a thick thigh. He stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation and chewed it vigorously.
Blood splattered at the corners of his mouth and his face was covered in blood, revealing his hideous and ferocious appearance, which was frightening and horrifying, as if one was in an endless nightmare of horror.

"You little brat, you are so arrogant! I will pull out your tendons and bones and eat your flesh and blood!" A rough and deep voice, as if coming from ancient times, like the mad roar of endless wild beasts, suddenly rang out in this huge palace that seemed endless.

The sound was like the roar of thunder or the crash of raging waves on the shore, and seemed to be filled with anger that could burn everything and resentment that could corrode the soul.

This sound carried the power to destroy everything, crashing and reverberating in every corner of the palace.
The air in the palace seemed to be ignited by anger and resentment, making people terrified, as if the whole world would be destroyed in the next second in this violent emotion.

"All of you, get out and bring him back to me. I want to tear out his tendons and bones!"

He ordered to the row of figures standing below.

"I will obey your majesty's orders!"

……

Li Ye stood proudly above the center of Xuanming Street, like a towering and unshakable mountain.

His figure was as tall as a pine tree, his spine straight, as if he could hold up the entire sky. He exuded a strong and suffocating aura, which was like a surging wave, rolling and spreading in all directions.

Seeing that there was still no movement, a cold and eerie light flashed in Li Ye's eyes. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and his ten fingers moved as nimbly as lightning.

"Human Spirit Skill·Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Lao Yin!"

With a roar, the sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shaking the heavens. He suddenly used the Ten Thousand Thunder Prison Attraction on the mysterious palace. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sky that had gradually returned to its original state was swallowed up by endless darkness again. Countless lightning bolts roared and gathered from all directions,

The speed was so fast that it was hard to keep up with, forming a dazzling sea of ​​thunder that was too dazzling to look directly at. The sea of ​​thunder was surging, like the chaotic power at the beginning of the universe, tightly covering the palace in the center of Xuanming Street. The lightning was like a mad dragon, whistling and twisting its body wildly, baring its teeth and claws. Each lightning carried the power to destroy everything, and emitted a deafening roar that seemed to shatter a person's soul.

The violent force seemed to tear the entire palace into insignificant pieces, turning it into dust in the endless rage of thunder.

In the sea of ​​thunder, lightning flashed and jumped, interweaving with each other, forming an electric grid that was huge enough to cover the sky and the sun. This electric grid flashed with a terrifying light, and each arc contained energy that was enough to destroy everything.
The palace was tightly bound, making it unable to break free from this terrifying cage of thunder. Its power was so strong that it was terrifying, as if no force in the world could compete with it. The performance in the palace Zhu Wen saw the palace being submerged by endless thunder and immediately roared:
"Why don't you go now? What are you still standing there for?"

After saying that, figures fled out of the palace one after another.

Within the central palace, a surging, seemingly boundless, eerie demonic energy suddenly spread and boiled.

The evil energy was like rolling black smoke, so thick that people could not see through it. It was surging wildly with an unstoppable force, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

In an instant, this horrifying demonic energy mercilessly submerged the countless thunders, making the originally dazzling lightning dim in an instant.

Then, the tall and majestic figure of the Ghost King, which exuded an endless cold aura, appeared first, followed by the Hades, who was as short as a child, but had a strange and hideous appearance that was creepy.

The four corpse ancestors also followed one after another, exuding the smell of decay and death. Meng Po's strange figure was erratic, like a real illusion.

The Water and Fire Judges stood side by side, emitting a cold and ruthless pressure. Zhong Kui's burly figure was like a mountain, majestic without even being angry.

The five Yama Lords appeared one after another, all with gloomy expressions. The unique figures of the Black and White Impermanence stood out among the crowd, one black and one white, very strange.

They all appeared in front of Li Ye, forming an indestructible line of defense. The powerful momentum seemed to be able to crush everything.

"Who are these criminals who are so rampant in my Xuanming Street?"

The Ghost King shouted at Li Ye. "Of course he is your enemy, otherwise why would I come here to cause trouble? Do you have nothing better to do?"

Li Ye said with a sarcastic smile.

At this time, Li Xingyun and Li Xiuyuan came to Li Ye's side.

The two groups were facing each other with swords drawn.

These people of Xuanming Sect are all in the form of undead, not spirit hosts or guardian spirits.

"Brothers, they are all undead spirits carrying the aura of the Nine Netherworlds. Let me take care of them!"

Seeing that his major was suitable for him, Li Xiuyuan volunteered and took the initiative to ask for the job.

As the guardian deity of Buddhism, the Arhat with a golden body, Jianglong Luohan is naturally good at dealing with such evil spirits. "Venerable Jianglong, please help!"

"Xiu Yuan, exorcising demons and monsters are my job, so I don't need to bother with it!"

(End of this chapter)