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"This, are these demons?" Lan Ran Qingtian asked with a big question mark. He swallowed hard and then turned to look at Xiang Xueer, who had her mouth wide open and quickly turned her face away; the sight was simply unbearable.
The elders had once said that if a person did too many bad deeds while alive, they would be dragged into the Eighteen Layers of Hell after death, tortured by the Ghost Messengers of Hell for eternity, suffering fates like skinning, boiling in oil, and tongue-cutting. She had only seen such things on television, but what was this place before her?
A foul stench mixed with the smell of blood and burnt human flesh assaulted them. Xiang Xueer and Qingtian covered their mouths, nearly vomiting. Xiang Xueer quickly waved her hand, "Let's hurry and leave!"
They really couldn't stay here for even a minute longer. Just as the two were about to leave, suddenly a demon dressed in a long robe spotted them and shouted, "Come quickly! Someone has intruded into Hell!"
Hell? This was truly Hell. Xiang Xueer turned in shock to look ahead. What kind of fate was this? First demons, then Hell. Lan Ran Qingtian turned to stare at the swarm of Ghost Messengers rushing toward them and quickly grabbed both of them, leaping forward and running ahead.
A Ghost Messenger with horns wearing a gray robe and a Platypus official hat heard the commotion and rushed in. Seeing the three flying in the air, he shouted, "Bold humans! How dare you trespass into the Underworld! Capture them!"
"Hey, listen to our explanation! We didn't trespass!" Qingtian shook his head anxiously, continuously explaining to him, "We came from above ground; you can check for yourselves!"
"Nonsense! You humans are full of lies!" The Ghost Messenger held up a plaque resembling an official rank. "I, Lu Pan, have been in this Underworld for over a thousand years. There are eighteen layers of Hell; I have never heard of a nineteenth layer."
Seeing that communication with this group was impossible, Xiang Xueer had no choice but to pull Lan Ran Qingtian and Li Yunyang to quickly run upward through Hell.
"Stop!" Lu Pan shouted loudly. He threw the plaque into the air, which instantly transformed into eighteen giant red swords that circled around the three, trying to trap them inside.
"What the hell is this?" Xiang Xueer quickly drew an AK-47 from her back and fired several shots at the red swords. In no time, those swords fell to the ground one by one.
"Hmm?" Lu Pan frowned as he stared at the weapons lying on the ground. Watching the three who had already run far away, he stopped the Yama's Messengers who were about to chase after them. "Don't pursue them; they are not ordinary people. Quickly notify all the Lords Lu in each level of Hell; I will report to King Yan immediately!"
Xiang Xueer looked around quickly, formed seals with her hands, then bit her finger and slapped it on the ground. In a white mist, Taotie revealed its true form: "Master, what trouble have you encountered again?"
"Heh heh, it's a bit troublesome!" Xiang Xueer scratched her head and pointed at the confusing layers of roads in the Underworld. "We're trapped in the Underworld; we must get out quickly!"
Underworld? Taotie immediately felt a headache and said, "How did you guys end up in Underworld?"
"Hehe, it's hard to explain at a glance!" Qingtian replied with a troubled expression. Xiang Xueer then pulled Li Yunyang onto Taotie's back, followed closely by Qingtian. With a burst of Azure Wind, Taotie quickly flew upward toward Hell.
"Ah! Help!" Inside Hell, chaos erupted as little demons scattered everywhere, causing a scene of pandemonium. The Eighteen Judges of Hell trailing behind were left helpless against the commotion created by several individuals.
The scenery in Hell was truly unremarkable; each layer had different tortures. Each of the Eighteen Layers of Hell had a Lu Pan as the overseer, and upon hearing that intruders had appeared in Underworld, they began to pursue them.
Before long, Xiang Xueer and the others were intercepted by the Eighteen Judges of Hell: "Where did these assassins come from? What is your purpose for trespassing into Underworld?"
Qingtian frowned at the advancing Eighteen Judges of Hell and quickly explained, "Dear officials of Underworld, please calm down. We did not mean to intrude; we were merely chasing the Serpent Empress. We didn't expect her lair to be beneath the Eighteen Layers."
"Nonsense! There is only the Eighteen Layers of Hell in Underworld, where does this so-called nineteenth layer come from?" The group of Lu Pan immediately dismissed their explanation.
"A bunch of barbarians! There's no point in explaining anymore; we have to fight!" Taotie shouted angrily, swinging his Dragon Tail, sweeping through a group of Ghost Messengers. Xiang Xueer pulled out an AK-47 and fired several rounds, but they were all dodged by the group of Lu Pan.
"This is such a hassle; stop fighting and let's get out of here!" Standing tall on Taotie's back, Xiang Xueer was just about to leave Underworld when the Eighteen Judges of Hell shouted, "Where do you think you're going!"
Suddenly, red characters began to appear on the plaque in their hands, encircling them with a punch and trapping them in the middle as they shouted, "Eighteen Demon Suppression Formation."
Around them, fierce Hellfire ignited, and the scorching air surrounded them like erupting volcanic lava. She looked around at the impenetrable fire formation in astonishment and cursed irritably, "These guys are really annoying."
"Step aside, let me handle this!" Lan Ran Qingtian pulled Xiang Xueer and the others behind him. He tore off his clothes, gathered energy in his dantian, and began to condense powerful swirling air with both hands: "Exorcism Essence: Tiger Bite Double Dragons Storm Break!"
In an instant, a storm surged as Qingtian roared like a tornado, blowing the Eighteen Judges of Hell into the air. The raging Hellfire, surprisingly, began to extinguish under the force.
"Ha ha, as expected of the Holy Ten Exorcists, quite impressive!" Taotie sneered, opening his mouth to unleash a round fireball, spitting out Three Flavors True Fire: "Hell's scraps, come taste my fire!"
"Help!" The little ghosts covered their heads, their clothes singed, panicking and running chaotically in Underworld. The Lu Pan were also blown around, and the sudden appearance of the Exorcist duo along with Taotie turned Underworld upside down.
"Go!" Seeing the perfect opportunity, Dragon Tail swung around, pulling everyone onto his back and turning to dash toward the entrance of Underworld.
Inside Underworld, there was a unique courtyard. In a palace with large red lacquered pillars, a pair of silver-white pupils stared intently at the shaking teacup on the table. The earlier tremor caused by Qingtian breaking through the Eighteen Layers and the Cavern had already alerted this person.
"King Yan!" Two figures appeared at the entrance, hastily entering and kneeling on the ground, tightly holding onto a plaque that had developed cracks.
"It is Black and White Impermanence. What happened just now?" The white pupils flickered slightly as he remained calmly seated in the wide chair.
"Reporting to King Yan, intruders have been detected in the Eighteen Layers of Hell!" Black and White Impermanence reported with a slight tremble, adding, "I am incompetent and unable to capture them; even the Eighteen Judges of Hell have been defeated. It seems that the intruders are quite formidable!"
"Intruders?" Veins bulged on his forehead as his silver-white pupils narrowed into slits: "In all my hundreds of years managing Underworld, no one has ever dared to trespass on my territory!"
He struck the table holding the teacup with his hand, splitting it in half. His cold eyes swept toward the entrance: "Those who trespass in my Underworld shall die!"
At that moment, Xiang Xueer and Lian Cheng Xue were recklessly wandering through hell: "What kind of place is this? It's filled with blood and flesh, with wails everywhere. This King Yan must be a pervert to torture people like this."
Lan Ran Qingtian kept covering his nose and looked up at the wall. It was Stone Mill Hell, where souls were pressed under giant stone mills, ground into meat paste, then reshaped into human forms before being ground again. This was simply perverse to the extreme.
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