Chapter 2024 Avici Hell, Entering the Black Mist!
As the many prodigies arrived one after another, the meticulously prepared checkpoint came into view.
A massive black mist hovered in the void, seemingly impenetrable by either starlight or sunlight.
Faced with this situation, many of the protectors frowned.
Because they discovered that they couldn't see through this dangerous place at all.
"brush!"
Just as everyone was still hesitating, two figures rushed directly into the black mist.
Seeing this, Li Changsheng raised an eyebrow and said, "Brother Mo Bai, that guy is the prodigy of the Qiongqi lineage."
Upon hearing this, Mo Bai glanced into the distance and said, "It's him!"
"I've heard this person is hailed as the greatest of our time. Are you confident you can defeat him?"
"I don't know, we'll only know after we try it."
Li Changsheng was somewhat surprised by this answer.
Having spent some time with Mo Bai, Li Changsheng had come to know him better.
Although this person was not extremely arrogant, I had never seen him back down in terms of confidence.
Now that he has encountered a fellow cultivator, he actually said that he would only know after fighting him, which really surprised Li Changsheng.
"You're not confident you can beat him?"
"I am confident, but not as confident as I am against you guys."
"What do you mean by 'not as big as us'?"
Li Changsheng asked a question without saying a word, and Mo Bai turned to look at him and said.
"It means you can't beat me."
"So arrogant?"
"You'll know when you get in."
After saying that, Mo Bai led his protectors directly into the black mist.
Watching Mo Bai's retreating figure, Li Changsheng pursed his lips and said, "Senior Feng Ran, you've had more contact with Mo Bai, is this guy really that strong?"
In response to Li Changsheng's question, Feng Ran said softly, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. The title of the top student in the academy is not something you can just want."
"Do you know why Lin Yao and I have been willing to be subordinate to him for so many years?"
"why?"
"Because even the two of us combined can't beat them!"
After saying that, Feng Ran led an old man into the black mist.
With someone taking the lead, the remaining prodigies followed suit and flew in one after another.
"Ancestor, you heard what I just said. Everyone who went in this time is a master. Have we brought enough magic weapons?"
Upon hearing this, the old man behind Li Changsheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, the clan has given a strict order to ensure your safety this time."
"I'd rather risk my life than let you die."
Faced with his ancestor's words, Li Changsheng clicked his tongue and said, "Ancestor, your grandson did not mean to offend you."
"As far as I know, it seems you're nearing the end of your life. When you go inside later, please don't do anything rash!"
"Hahaha!"
"As expected of the pride of the Li family, he dares to say such things to my face."
"Since you've put it this way, I'll tell you the truth."
"Although I am nearing the end of my life, my will to live is no less than yours."
"why?"
"Because as long as I bring you out of there, I can continue to live."
"Although a Quasi-Emperor at the Third Heaven can enter the ancestral tomb, there is a limit to the time one can stay inside."
"Your ancestor has been stuck at this realm for over 100,000 years. To break through to the next realm, it will take at least another 30,000 years."
“If I can’t make the corresponding contribution, the others in the ancestral tomb will not give me a chance.”
Upon receiving this answer, Li Changsheng nodded earnestly and said, "I understand. Your grandson will definitely help you succeed in your breakthrough."
After saying that, Li Changsheng plunged into the black mist.
......
In the dark mist.
"boom!"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
A heavy object crashed to the ground, followed by a soft cough.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man behind Long Aotian waved his right hand, and a red shield instantly enveloped him.
"Be careful, this place is very dangerous."
With the protection of the magical artifact, Long Aotian's coughing gradually subsided.
"Second Uncle, what is this black mist? Why can it penetrate my divine power?"
In response to Long Aotian's question, the middle-aged man looked around and said, "This black mist is the resentment that has accumulated in the underworld for hundreds of thousands of years."
"Don't even mention your protective divine power, even a Celestial King-level magic weapon would be contaminated here."
"To set up such a venue, that person practically emptied out the entire hell; they really went to great lengths!"
Upon hearing this answer, Long Aotian asked, "Second Uncle, the Eighteen Levels of Hell are a very important place in the underworld, so I don't know much about this place. Could you tell me about it?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man said, "Logically speaking, you are not qualified to know about the eighteen levels of hell."
"But the situation is special now, so let me tell you about it."
"Those imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell are usually masters from various eras."
“These people are either heretical or have fallen into demonic ways; they are almost all the most vicious and evil people in the world.”
"Since he is such a vicious and wicked person, why not kill him instead of suppressing him in the eighteenth level of hell?"
Seeing Long Aotian's puzzled look, the middle-aged man clicked his tongue and said, "They are suppressed in the eighteenth level of hell because some people cannot die too easily."
"Besides, it's also because some people don't want them to die."
"What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. Suppose Mo Bai did something that defies all reason and law, do you think Shi Qilin would let him die?"
Upon hearing this, Long Aotian was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood the reason.
"Second Uncle, are you saying that the eighteen levels of hell are actually where powerful people are imprisoned?"
That's roughly the idea.
"Human nature is always complex. Even if you know that someone close to you has committed a heinous crime, you may not necessarily want them to die."
"Although the eighteen levels of hell are the most painful prison, at least you can still live here."
"So you're just going to keep them locked up like this?"
"Correct!"
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "The eighteen levels of hell are also known as the Avici Hell, where thoughts continue endlessly, arising and ceasing in an instant, with no day of liberation."
"This hell is not only for those who commit heinous crimes, but also for those who condone the mistakes of those around them."
"Those who are in the Avici Hell cannot be liberated, and those who are outside the Avici Hell cannot be liberated either."
Upon receiving this answer, Long Aotian said softly, "What an ingenious design. It punishes not only the person who made the mistake, but also those behind him."
Who designed this infernal hell?
Upon hearing this question, the middle-aged man glanced at Long Aotian and said.
"Besides that person, who else could design something like this?"
"I see. So, if we release everyone from the eighteen levels of hell all at once, won't other forces have any objections?"
"They won't have any objections, nor would they dare to."
"That guy can get whatever he wants now; only he can do something like that."
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P.S.: I'm in a meeting. Chapter 2 will be released in an hour.
