The Eternal World

In the world of the living, deceit of the public play law and discipline led to disaster, or use power position, to seize, suck cream. Those who charmed, plotted property, seduced young people, forced prostitution, or formed gangs of evil character, smuggled drugs, faked people, cheated people, illegally cheated marriages, forged securities, sold counterfeit drugs, disturbed order, and were dangerous to health, would end up suffering in the living hell after death.

And in the entire living hell, there were pillars of fire, iron beds, steel forks, sword leaves, ploughing, whipping, cutting ends, ice, etc.

From a distance, the place where Zhang Chao was standing, was completely freezing cold.

Many of them had been pierced through by the standing ice pillars, suffering the torment of the bone-scraping wind.

These people struggled in pain. The flesh all over their body had been scraped clean. When there was only a skeleton left, their flesh would be reborn, and they would experience the same kind of fear again and again.

Looking at the situation, all the Undead that came with Zhang Chao trembled in fear.

Even Zhang Chao frowned. Such a punishment was indeed too cruel.

Moreover, the Underworld would give them the same physique, and would also have the same senses as when they were alive. When they were being punished, the pain was real, and it was endless!

This should be the Ice Hell!

He didn't know how tragic it was to see such a scene in other little hells.

But Zhang Chao quickly recovered from the miserable state, and immediately checked his surroundings.

Fortunately, he did not see anyone with a real body here.

In other words, the person he was looking for was not here, or perhaps it was not in his line of sight.

He felt slightly relieved, but he knew that it was only temporary.

After all, hell was too big. In this icy little hell, all he could see was the tip of the iceberg. He had no idea how vast it was.

However, he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he planned to understand the situation.

"Hey, you newcomers, what are you waiting for?" At this time, a few Messengers carrying wolf-tooth clubs swaggered over. After they sized up Zhang Chao and the others, their faces were filled with disgust.

"Aiyo, another group of cultivators!" It's a pity that even for cultivators, in this hell, not only do they not have much ability to display it, but the pain they suffer is also many times worse than ordinary people! "

"Yeah, who asked them to cultivate? This kind of thing is against the will of the heavens!" When they were alive, they possessed power that far exceeded that of mortals. When they were high and mighty, they would suffer double the suffering after death! "

The few Messengers muttered as they took out their chains to lock the Undead along with Zhang Chao.

A Messenger pulled in front while the others checked the sins of these undead before deciding which hell to go to first.

Not all the undead who entered this living hell would have to undergo a round of torture within the sixteen small hells. This was only because of the sin of each undead.

Very quickly, these undead were divided into groups.

As for Zhang Chao, the few crimes that were conveniently written down by the Great Strength Ghost King, they were all punished in Little Hell of the Plough, Little Hell of the Fire Pillar, and Little Hell of the Ice and Snow.

"Let's go. Once we're here, we can forget about anything else. Just obediently take the punishment!" The two Messengers brought Zhang Chao and the others to the plow hell.

"Speaking of which, that person from before is really interesting. He was actually able to display some of the strength that he held back in the mortal world. But unfortunately, he can't do anything here. Although he injured a few Messengers, he was still overpowered by the Ghost Generals!"

"Yes, but unfortunately, according to the rules of hell, they really can't take the punishment alive. They have to wait for the yin qi to corrode their bodies, causing them to die completely before they can take the punishment!"

Hehe, that will not take long. After all, there is no food or drink here, and there is also the invasion of Yin Qi, even though they have bodies and Yuan Power, they can only use a tenth of it. Let's say a month or two, or at least three to five days.

The two Messengers chatted as they walked.

All the Undeads trembled as they heard these words.

After entering the Infernal Realm, in order to ensure that their senses were sharp and that they would experience pain to the maximum when they were being tortured, the previous confused state they were in disappeared.

Now, they were incomparably clear-headed and the Underworld needed to give them a taste of pain when they were awake.

"I... I say, my lords, what can we do to lessen our pain? Or to shorten the time spent in prison! " One of the Undead finally could not hold it in any longer and spoke up.

Judging from this undead's clothes, Zhang Chao could tell that he should be a low level disciple of the Wing Zhan Sect. Most likely, when he was still alive, his cultivation would not have reached the Energy Accumulation Realm.

Even though he had become an undead, the clothes he wore now were exactly the same as the ones he wore before his death.

There were many flowers, birds, fish, and drawings embroidered on his simple and unadorned green robe. This also showed that his family background was quite good, and he was one of those rich young masters.

Zhang Chao had seen this type quite a few times back then. In the competition at Qiaoyao Mountain, he had also seen with his own eyes how this kind of wealthy family's child had been beheaded like vegetables being cut by someone else.

"Isn't half the time already? Are you still not satisfied? " A Messenger twitched his mouth and said, "But to reduce pain... It's not impossible. In this world, as long as you have money, you can do anything you want right? "

"Usually, it's the brothers from the top that got the sweet taste, but we, the guards of the Infernal Realm, can't get anything out of it. If you're interested, maybe we brothers can be a bit more careful during the execution!"

"Money... Money? " When the Undead heard this, he was stunned and immediately shook his head awkwardly, "But we are already dead, how can we bring money with us?"

"Yeah, it's said that money is only for personal use. If you don't bring it with you when you're alive, you can't bring it down with you after you die, right?" The nearby Undead also chimed in.

"That's right, just like that. That's why you guys are getting too much of a chance!" The two Messengers smiled sinisterly.

"F * ck, are you kidding us?" One of the Undeads got angry and started cursing.

"Hehe, we will remember you. Don't worry, we will feed you more!" The two Messengers were not angry, as if they had encountered too many situations like this.

"Um …" Master Messengers, how about we use some sort of martial art to exchange for it? " Another Undead asked probingly.

"Mm. Cultivation techniques are indeed valuable, but that is only for the people of the mortal world. Your cultivation techniques are worthless to us. What do we need something that we can't cultivate?" The two Messengers seemed to have long gotten used to it and said, "So we brothers advise everyone to stop thinking so much that you don't even know how to repent after entering hell. Do you want to take any chances?"

When all the Undeads heard this, the last sliver of hope that they had was shattered. All of them drooped their heads in dejection and could only keep walking forward.

Zhang Chao then understood.

In the Infernal Realm, it was a place where one was absolutely impartial. This was completely different from the underworld above.

Furthermore, even if these ghost servants wanted to steal from him, it was impossible for them to do so.

Which of the Undead who came here weren't poor?

He didn't have anything of value on him, not to mention how to bribe the Messenger.

In the air here, the Yin Qi was even denser and denser. Moreover, in the darkness, there were countless dao principles interweaving, as if an incomparably huge force was controlling this world.

In this world of ice and snow, after walking for a few hours, what appeared in front of Zhang Chao and the others was a ghastly door.

The entire gate was built in the shape of a ghost head, and between the fangs was the door to entry.

Directly above the door, there were two bloody characters written in large characters: Plow Hell!

Just as he arrived at the gates to hell, he could hear waves of screams coming from within.

The sound was heart-wrenching and lung-splitting. It made one's scalp go numb and their entire body turn cold when they heard it.

"Go in, you will be punished here for thousands of years to tens of thousands of years. Compared to other Hells, this place can be considered quite comfortable, so cherish the time you have spent in this place!" The ghost door opened, and two ghost servants pushed everyone inside, and then spoke in a strange tone.

These people had long since given up all hope.

When they entered the gates of hell and saw what was inside, all of them were frightened out of their wits. Their spirits were dispirited and they were on the verge of collapse.

From a distance, it looked like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Everywhere he looked, ghost servants were plowing the bodies of some undead with their farming equipment, as if they were plowing the ground.

The flesh and blood of the departed souls were plowed down one after another. Accompanied by their indescribable screams, the entire world was filled with an indescribable terror.

A few burly ghost servants with bare chests walked forward and pulled the chain, dragging them inside.

Upon entering this place, all the ghosts collapsed to the ground, trembling like a sieve. The thought that they would be punished like this soon left them unable to bear the pain even if they were ghosts.

And most importantly, when they were in pain, they would not faint nor die. On the contrary, their minds would always remain clear.

This was the scariest part!

However, when the Messengers saw that Zhang Chao did not have much of a reaction, they could not help but be stunned.

"Eh? A bold one has come? "

"This is really rare. The first time I entered this place, the spirits of the dead were all scared out of their wits." Yet, he seems to be unharmed! "

"This fellow must have been a famous man when he was still alive. I admire him the most!"

"Yes, but no matter how tough he is, he won't be able to hold on for long under this punishment. Sooner or later, he'll scream miserably like the others!"

"Hehe, interesting. Come, boy, come over here. I'll serve you!" At this time, a six meters tall ghost servant walked over from not too far away, pointed his horn on his head, and with a mouth full of fangs, he pointed at Zhang Chao and shouted …