The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 81 - 81 27 The 18 Levels of Hell Part 1

81: Chapter 27: The 18 Levels of Hell (Part 1) 81: Chapter 27: The 18 Levels of Hell (Part 1) “Hahaha, cursed Daoist, even if you were the Creator God, it’s impossible for you to escape from this Hell Tower!

Prepare to meet your miserable end within this Hell Tower!

Hahaha…”

Cain’s eyes brimmed with ferocity, and his golden fangs glistened under the illumination of the blood moon.

Li Qingming was not provoked into rage by Cain’s malicious words.

Instead, he furrowed his brow and observed the interior space of the tower closely.

According to information from his Primordial Spirit, aside from the Demon Palace entrance at the very top, the tower unbelievably had eighteen layers below.

And each layer was shrouded in chaos, impenetrable to the eye.

“Judging by Cain’s tone, he seems quite confident in this damn Hell Tower!

It looks like to break out of this tower, one must traverse the remaining eighteen layers.”

Only someone fearless and skilled like Li Qingming could withstand the crushing pressure of this silent and soundless atmosphere.

Otherwise, an ordinary person would have long collapsed.

Li Qingming strolled into the entrance to the underground layer, the narrow, long corridor as dark and deep as a fierce beast’s gaping maw.

Faint cries of agony occasionally echoed up with the circulating air.

Li Qingming furrowed his brow and proceeded down the corridor.

The first layer was a world engulfed in flames, with a rather strange name — “Tongue-pulling City”.

Countless horned demons, brandishing their dark whips, lashed furiously at angel laborers hauling flame strange stones.

From time to time, the laborers were whipped to the ground.

There was also a platform afar, this platform was remarkably vast; Li Qingming wouldn’t be able to see its edge without extending his Primordial Spirit for investigation.

At this moment, the square had clusters of dark brown bonfires, illuminating this eternally dark place as bright as day.

Beside each bonfire stood a cross, shorter than a person.

Streaks of blood-colored lightning flashed across the sky, occasionally bringing down a shower of blood.

The bonfires, nourished by the blood rain, crackled loudly!

Beside every cross, there was a complex array of torture devices.

A group of demons and newly arrived angels bustled around the fires.

If it weren’t for the occasional shrieks emanating from the vicinity of the fires, outsiders might mistake this place for a bustling marketplace.

Yet this lively scene was fraught with the stench of blood.

The demons, with steel pitchforks in their right hands, fiercely dislocated the chins of the angels before them.

The pitchforks glinted with a chilling luster, as they hooked and pulled, stretching the tongues of the angels out to an astonishing length.

The sight was truly bizarre.

“It seems this is the prison of the Demon Race.

Are they not afraid I would kill these demons by trapping me here?” Li Qingming stepped out of the corridor, touched his impeccably smooth chin, and felt puzzled.

“Boss Vitos, there’s a strange guy over there.

Is he a new slave?” A small demon pointed at Li Qingming and spoke to a considerably larger demon next to him.

“Where?” Vitos’ face was grotesque, his eyes blood-red.

The trident in his hand shimmered with a faint blue glow.

“There, right at the tunnel entrance!” The small demon pointed excitedly at the entrance of the corridor.

“Hehehe…” Vitos’ blood eyes burst with sharp light.

Licking his lips with bloodthirsty anticipation, he said, “You take a few brothers and catch that guy for the ‘Law Enforcement Platform.’ It’s my first time seeing a person with black hair and eyes.

I, your lord, will personally torture him!”

“Yes, boss!” The small demon tightened his grip on the slender pitchfork and waved to the other demons behind him, saying, “Brothers, we’ve got business!”

A swarm of small demons, as dense as a dark cloud, rushed toward Li Qingming.

“Hehe, these little demons sure have sharp eyes!” Li Qingming watched the group of small demons approach him leisurely and chuckled.

“That fellow, you’ve come to my Tongue-pulling City, and you don’t obediently submit to punishment.

What are you loitering at the entrance for?

Hurry up and follow me to undergo the ten thousand tongue-pulling punishments!”

The leading small demon had an arrogant demeanor, amusing Li Qingming immensely.

“Alright!

I’ll go with you!”

The small demon was clearly startled.

He couldn’t believe that Li Qingming would agree so readily.

He expected at least slight resistance to assert his dominance.

“Take him away!”

Shaking off the strange images of torture from his mind, the little demon swept his hand, escorting Li Qingming in front of Vitos,

“Boss, this fellow is very cooperative!” The little demon revealed an almost obsequious smile, reporting back to Vitos.

“Hmm, bind him to the cross, I’m going to execute him soon!” Vitos viciously scanned Li Qingming from head to toe, and said.

“Clang!”

Iron chains clashed against Li Qingming’s arms, emitting a sound of metal striking metal.

Vitos, with a peculiar expression, squeezed Li Qingming’s arm and muttered under his breath, “Damn, this is so weird.

How can his flesh emit a metallic sound?”

“Are you their leader?” Li Qingming looked at the astonishingly mighty demon in front of him and suddenly asked.

“Kid, why do you talk so much?

In this place, you’d best obediently listen to me!” Vitos sneered, his breath reeking.

“Heh heh, I was actually considering using some gentle techniques, but really, you do not know whether you are alive or dead!” Li Qingming’s anger, instigated by Cain’s scheming, was finally provoked by Vitos.

“Crack!”

Li Qingming’s True Yuan surged violently, and the chains refined by alchemy secret techniques snapped one by one.

A gigantic palm, veiling the sky and sun, pressed down fiercely towards Vitos.

“Dark Barrier!”

Vitos, terrified and bewildered, watched the enormous palm in the sky and employed the only protective magic he knew.

“Crack!”

The outcome was obvious—how could a Golden Immortal Level demon withstand the attack of a Quasi-Saint Great Power?

The dark barrier hadn’t even fully formed before it was crushed to dust by Li Qingming’s colossal palm.

Demons and angels within several miles were all turned into powder!

The horrific scene made the other demons shiver with fear, while the suffering angels were filled with excitement.

Perhaps for the angels, death was the best form of release.

Li Qingming didn’t care about any of that; he was like an enraged lion, radiating a powerful will in a flash, indestructible, his might defying Cangqiong!

Now, all he needed was to vent, to vent furiously.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

The azure palm wildly smashed inside Tongue-pulling City, Li Qingming’s eyes shooting out inches of brilliance, the Qing-colored Yuqing True Essence pouring into the green palm like it cost nothing.

The glaring green light soared, blazing and intense, like an azure sun streaking across the sky, dragging a long tail of light, blinding beyond measure!

After a main line of time, the first level was completely turned into ruins.

The earth was dyed the color of Black Gold, the pungent stench of blood making one nauseous.

The raging flames burned the dismembered corpses, rendering the entire space into an Earthly Purgatory!

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