I become a god in another world

Chapter 561 The Depths of Hell
Chapter 561

Once we passed the second gate of hell, the torrent disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was still standing at the gate of Chongde Hall. All the water on their bodies had dried, but the chilly feeling from being hit by the water flow remained, and their lips were black and blue from the cold.

"The third circle of hell."

Zhao Fusheng spoke.

In front of the same Chongde Hall gate, the familiar long staircase still stretched out in front of everyone, with carved railings on both sides.

"Strange things will happen anyway," Liu Yizhen said:
“Instead of standing here hesitating, it is better to push the door open and enter the fourth level of hell to avoid any accidents later.”

His words aroused unanimous agreement from everyone.

But at this moment, Chen Duozi spoke faintly:
"My Lord, the door is gone."

Chen Duozi doesn't talk much, but he is very thoughtful.

While everyone was discussing, her eyelids kept twitching. She always felt that something big was happening, so she kept staring at the ghost gate.

She clearly didn't blink, but for some reason, in a daze, when she looked again, the door was gone!
The original location of the door frame has been replaced by rows of windows.

If it weren't for the plaque above their heads and the long ladder in the distance, Chen Duozi would probably have thought that the group had moved.

Everyone was shocked when they heard her reminder.

"I was staring at the door too, how come I didn't notice it was gone?"

Fan Wujiu said with a tingling scalp.

Zhao Fusheng stared at the window and suddenly shouted:
"Yizhen, try to see if you can break the window."

Liu Yizhen nodded without saying a word and was about to step forward when Fan Wujiu said:

"Sir, let me do it."

Zhao Fusheng hesitated for a moment.

She thought of the strange look in Liu Yizhen's eyes when she was in the first level of hell, and then saw him in the fire.

This vision is extremely ominous, but in a world where evil spirits are rampant, the situation is different.

The scene she had seen before most likely meant two situations: First, an unknown evil spirit had marked Liu Yizhen, and the scene she saw might be her perception of the evil spirit's killing rules, and her subconscious was reminding her.

Secondly, the existence of the ghost realm interfered with her cognition. It is also possible that Zhang Chuanshi’s death frightened her and made her worried about the safety of other people in Wan’an County. The special environment in the ghost realm magnified her fear.

……

In any case, the ghost realm is attacking her state of mind, and it is very likely that Liu Yizhen has been marked by a ghost.

When you encounter a ghost disaster, you cannot just hide away, especially when the evil ghost hides in the dark. Being afraid and escaping will only make you passive. It is better to take the risk and take the initiative.

Zhao Fusheng's character doesn't like to drag things out. After she figured this out, she shook her head with a firm look:

"Just take your time and let Yizhen try."

"..."

"..."

Liu Yizhen and Fan Wujiu were stunned for a moment, and they looked at each other. Although they were a little confused, Liu Yizhen still responded.

He took a step forward, approaching the direction of the original door, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and his fist turned gold.

The golden light spread up along his wrist, turning his entire arm into pure gold.

Liu Yizhen raised his fist and smashed it hard on the window frame!

He had extraordinary strength, and this punch borrowed from his own special abilities, so that one punch was enough to break the rock.

Although the Chongde Hall was carefully built by skilled craftsmen, it could not withstand the force of his punch.

In a flash of golden light, Liu Yizhen swung his fist and hit the window frame hard.

He was a cautious person, and he had thought that the doors and windows in this ghostland were most likely reinforced. Before taking action, he had already used 90% of his strength, thinking about the possibility that he would not be able to break them open with one punch.

But when his fist hit the window frame, strange things still happened.

The moment Liu Yizhen's power hit the door frame, the frame became soft and turned into cold and damp cotton wool, which completely dissipated his power.

In the eyes of everyone, it was as if the window frame had become a piece of linen, which sank inward after being hit by him, but did not break.

Liu Yizhen was stunned for a moment, and then something strange happened again.

His power was somewhat out of control.

Originally his power was to suppress evil spirits. Wherever his golden body went, the evil spirits were subdued, lost their ability to move, and fell into a deep sleep.

This power was innate and he could control it freely, but at this moment it was out of his control.

When Liu Yizhen's punch failed to hit the target and he was about to stop and hit again, his fist seemed to hit the window frame.

At the same time, golden light flashed in his eyes, and the golden light on his fist seeped into the window bit by bit.

In an instant, the frames of the doors and windows turned into pure gold. Under the surprised eyes of Zhao Fusheng and others, Liu Yizhen lightly punched the window frame, and it shattered.

Liu Yizhen himself was stunned for a moment.

After he reacted, he punched again. With a few "bangs", the door and window were smashed to pieces. Amidst the golden light, the bottom of the plaque was quickly smashed open.

But the entrance that everyone expected did not appear.

Where Liu Yizhen violently destroyed the doors and windows, the main entrance of Chongde Hall seemed to have quietly retreated a distance to the rear.

When he swung his fist again, he missed.

And behind the golden dust, the brand new doors and windows of Chongde Hall are rising from the ground!

"You can't use brute force to force open the ghost door."

Zhao Fusheng said something.

"My lord, something seems to be going to happen."

At some point, the ghost fog appeared again.

The entire city of Zhongdu was already shrouded in darkness.

Everyone stood on the top of Zhongdu City and looked down at the Imperial Capital City. Suddenly, they saw some green glowing lights appearing everywhere without knowing it.

The fire looked like the lights lit by some people's homes. At first there were only a few dozen lights, but gradually they began to increase in number, twinkling like stars.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the green flames became dense and dense, like a vast sea of ​​stars and the Milky Way.

But this light does not make people feel at ease, but instead makes people feel indescribable creepy.

The light spots were like the flames of the first layer of hell, surrounding from the outside to the inside.

Although it is unclear where the will-o'-the-wisp came from, everyone knows that once it gets close, trouble will arise.

The ghost gate of the fourth level of hell has not yet appeared, and violence cannot open the palace gate of this central palace city.

"The plaque has disappeared." Zhao Fusheng looked up at the sky and muttered.

The ghost fire floated in the air, getting closer and closer, and the evil spirit of the evil ghost was overwhelming. Even though Xie Jingsheng had been attracting ghosts for many years, this was the first time he felt such a heavy resentment.

This evil spirit is different from the three-eyed evil ghost in Shangyang County.

It is not as strong as the three-eyed evil ghost, but it has the advantage of being extremely numerous. It seems that this place was once a prison for evil ghosts. At this moment, the ghosts are rioting and attacking everywhere, causing Xie Jingsheng to want to avoid the limelight for a while.

Hearing what Zhao Fusheng said, he forced a smile:
"At this moment, why bother about the plaque? We need to find the door first to save our lives—"

Liu Yizhen's punch missed, but he was not giving up and wanted to move forward and smash the window frame again.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng sighed:

"Yizhen, you come back first."

Liu Yizhen was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Fusheng said:

"It seems that wherever the door is, there is the plaque."

Everyone was not stupid. After hearing this, they understood what she meant. Xie Jingsheng said:

"Do we have to find the door first, and then the plaque?"

“I collected some.”

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

Her consciousness sank into hell, searching for the shadow of the Demon Suppression Bureau plaque that she had collected.

These plaques were the dismembered bodies of the emperor's generals, which she collected from Zhenghe, Wenxing County and other places on that day, and then put them together.

When she was in Shangyang County, this plaque had blocked Zang Xiongshan's attack for her, and it was slightly broken. At this time, she took out the plaque and pieced it together into a brand new plaque.

She looked at Xie Jingsheng:

"Mr. Xie, please find a way to glue this thing back together."

This is not the time to shirk responsibility.

Xie Jingsheng also knew that everyone in Zhao Fusheng's team contributed their efforts and worked together to overcome difficulties.

He responded, bit his five fingers, pressed his palm on the plaque and quickly stroked it.

The "blood" in Xie Jingsheng's body has a special resentful power. Wherever the blood goes, the broken plaques will be pieced together one by one.

A complete new plaque appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Fusheng sensed that the power of this plaque was not as strong as when it was first put together, but her goal at this time was to lead out the "Ghost Gate", so as soon as the matter was completed, she instructed Kuai Manzhou:

"Man Zhou will hang it up."

She performed the series of actions in an orderly manner.

The child picked up the plaque without saying a word, touched the ground with his feet, and flew into the air flexibly.

She picked up the plaque and flew into the air, then posted it toward the dome of Chongde Hall.

When the plaque was hung on the top, the doors and windows of the hall below were filled with dark air.

Amid the rolling evil spirit, the disappeared door reappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was delighted.

After Kuai Manzhou landed on the ground, he stretched out his hand and pushed the palace door. With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open and everyone hurriedly flashed into the fourth level of hell.

The same scenario happened again.

The terrifying green flames disappeared, and everyone stood in front of Chongde Hall again.

……

The fifth floor, the sixth floor, the seventh floor - by the time everyone entered the ninth floor, they were already starting to feel anxious.

After reaching the ninth floor, everyone could clearly feel the terrifying deterrent power of hell.

Among the crowd, Xie Jingsheng is the golden general of the imperial capital. From the ghost case in Shangyang County, he was able to deal with Zang Xiongshan, which was enough to show his strength.

Not to mention his own strength, the ghosts he controls are at least above the Tribulation level.

Among all the people in Wan'an County, Kuai Manzhou brought the strength of two disaster-level evil spirits to the extreme, and Meng Po was not much behind.

Chen Duozi's ghost fetus is also very powerful.

Among the remaining few people, Wu Shaochun controls the kitchen ghost who bears the incense, the Fan brothers each have their own magical powers, and Liu Yizhen also has his own abilities.

But after entering the ninth level of hell, everyone felt deeply depressed.

The ghost town here seems endless, with layer upon layer of danger.

After a brief escape, they fell into a deeper depth of hell, where there were even more terrifying ghosts.

"How many levels does this hell have?"

Fan Bisi couldn't hold his temper anymore and asked.

After escaping from the eighth level of hell, when he once again appeared in front of the gate of Chongde Hall, he felt resistance and was a little afraid to step into the ghost gate again.

There seemed to be an endless abyss inside, gradually swallowing everyone.

"Does Mr. Xie know?"

Meng Po looked at Xie Jingsheng.

Xie Jingsheng shook his head, his face unable to hide the fatigue.

Since the ghost disaster in Shangyang County, he has had no food, no drink, and no rest.

The ghost rider's physical fatigue was secondary, but his mind was always tense, which made him feel a little headache.

"It happened more than two hundred years ago. I really don't know much about it. If Lord Fengdu were here, he might know more about it."

"Does your Excellency know?"

Meng Po asked Zhao Fusheng again.

Zhao Fusheng frowned and continued:
"I can't say for sure about this."

She sighed:
"The stronger my power is, the more I can open new hells and trap—" She paused, "disaster-level ghosts."

Having said that, the Fan brothers looked at each other and then at Wu Shaochun.

If the power of hell in Zhongdu City is similar to Zhao Fusheng's hell, then after everyone reaches the ninth-level door, the weakest among the group, the Fan brothers, Wu Shaochun and Liu Yizhen, may all be left in this level of hell.

"I feel that the hell of Zhongdu City is similar to my power—"

When she said this, an idea had already arisen in her mind: the imperial general in the imperial capital who split his own ghost body might also be a ghost rider in the List of Gods.

I just don’t know whether he can control ghosts and gods, or just open up hell.

After the Emperor resurrected the evil spirit, its hell was suppressed in the city of Zhongdu.

If Zhao Fusheng's inference is true, then this exploration of the city of Zhongdu may be an opportunity to understand hell.

She didn't know how many layers of hell there were, but she could trace the past of this predecessor by exploring hell.

Perhaps the body of that emperor is buried deep in hell.

……

Zhao Fusheng suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and said:

"As far as I know, every three levels of hell can increase the grade of a suppressed ghost."

Xie Jingsheng shuddered when he heard this:

"According to what you said, if we continue to move forward, doesn't it mean that Hell can even trap disaster-level - no, calamity-level ghosts?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at him and nodded:

"meeting."

Xie Jingsheng suddenly felt like backing out.

If hell is upgraded to a higher level and can trap even the most powerful evil spirits, who can escape then?
Among everyone, Zhao Fusheng is the strongest, but as hell escalates, she may not be able to protect herself in the end.

"Why don't we——" Xie Jingsheng said with difficulty:
"First, withdraw from Zhongdu City, and then find another way."

"It's easy to get in but hard to get out. Now the only chance of survival is to find the depths of hell and reseal the emperor. Maybe there is a way to escape."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

Her words made everyone feel heavy.

"Can we seal it?"

Xie Jingsheng was a little unconvinced.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. This is the job of a ghost rider. It's just a matter of time." Zhao Fusheng sighed.

Meng Po then said:

"Then keep going. Now is not the time for me to die. My daughter's ghost body is not complete yet, and she and Young Master Sun have not yet found peace. I have to go back and cannot die here."

As she spoke, a blood moon slowly rose from her body.

The moonlight quickly enveloped the Chongde Hall, and soon covered the entire Zhongdu city with a layer of blood.

Beneath the blood light, dark shadows grew everywhere underground.

As soon as they saw something was wrong, they immediately became alert. When they were about to push the door open, they saw two bloody seals that had been affixed diagonally above the door of Chongde Hall.

In the distance, there were the sounds of "dong dong dong" footsteps, which gradually got closer.

Things that come from the ghost realm may not be good things.

When the Fan brothers heard footsteps, they tried to break down the door in a hurry.

But the door was indestructible, as if a thousand-pound iron burden was supported inside. The two men pushed hard, but the door remained motionless. Even the power of the evil spirit was useless.

"Maybe it's because of the seal."

Zhao Fusheng said: "Take off the seal first."