Under normal circumstances, the monsters and sinners imprisoned by the [Ice and Flame Hell] will not appear in front of Siyu in the extreme cold hours. But once the Flame of the Heavens takes control of everything here, those strange monsters and sinners will come from all directions. Among them, the lowest-level monsters are not self-aware, and the low-ranking monsters often fight each other, and even more so the sinners, but more often than not, they come in groups to besiege her and beat her.

[Seven whole days.] 】

After that, Siyu spent another seven days leaving the seventh floor where she had been at the beginning, and headed towards the eighth floor. No one could have imagined that she would be able to do this before.

[At the end of the seventh day.] 】

Si Yu's eyes were already red, and the overwhelming blood filled her eyes. She didn't seem to see anything, and she didn't seem to hear anything. Her hands slashed through a body in front of her as if it were a mechanical movement. Her face was already dirty, and a terrifying and obvious wound was visible from between the bloodstains. This was when Siyu was bitten by a tiger-bodyed ox-tailed demon beast named [彘] during the siege, and it kept attacking her eyes at that time, which was very difficult. At this time, the wound on the left side of her face still looked hideous, and a large amount of faintly whitish rotten flesh was turned out on all sides of the wound, floating on the surface of the wound.

It was just enough that the injury would have cut her eye.

Siyu struggled to get up from the ground and move forward with her bare feet, stepping on the cold and biting ice with her bare feet, and walked forward step by step firmly and heavily. The seemingly endless fighting for seven days made her blood boil in one piece. Every footprint she left on the ice emitted a wisp of white smoke formed by the heat. But soon, the biting cold of the bitter cold of the land froze her bare feet.

At this time, Siyu, who couldn't move forward, made a rather cruel move.

She lifted her right foot mercilessly, tearing open the layer of red flesh that was stuck to the ice on the bottom of her foot, and then pulled out her left foot without frowning. Siyu picked up two rags on the ground, wrapped her feet separately and tied them tightly, and then continued her pace with blood all over the ground. Blood flowers spread all the way on the ice and snow, forming a strange and poignant landscape.

Her back was as tough and straight as a sword.

Behind her, the seventh layer of the cave she had just left was covered by the thick ice that buried countless corpses underneath.

———————I am the dividing line———————

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【At this time】【Deep in the Eighth Layer Cave】

"Squeak......... Squeak!"

There were a few shrill animal cries like whistles in the void.

"Somebody's coming. I don't know who said it calmly.

Immediately after, a pair of eerie golden or red eyes lit up one after another from the darkness.

"Ahh

"Who's coming, who's coming?" [War Spirit] lifted its upper body. This thing looks like a yellow skin, but it is completely black, with only three red marks on its forehead.

In the 36-story cave of the [Ice and Fire Hell], there will always be a large number of people, demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters being swallowed by the fire of the hot sky from time to time. In the long run, the last monster that will be generated is the current [War Spirit].

There is often only one [War Spirit] in each cave.

When two [War Spirits] meet, one will inevitably be devoured by the other, so as to achieve the goal of making the two become one.

After hearing the voice, the hair on the body of the [War Spirit] instantly stood up like steel needles. The two small, pointed ears on the top of the head were also close to the roots of the ears in an upright position, and at this moment, its ears were like radar detecting movements in all directions, and the two round red eyes were rolling straight down.

This [War Spirit] was the overlord of this eighth-layer cave, and it was vigilant to detect that there were no living creatures in the seventh-layer cave ten miles away. This means that in a few decades, there is a high probability that another [War Spirit] will be born in the seventh layer of the cave. Not only that, but it also means that the person who slaughtered the seventh layer of the cave is stronger than all the spirits in this cave.

———————I am the dividing line——————

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The distance between the two caves is tens of miles, and this place is called the [Boundary].

There will be a long section of [Boundary] between each cave and the cave, and the [Boundary] can only go up and down. This is also to prevent high-level dangerous people from coming down to the low-level to wantonly hunt and kill low-level spirits.

At this time, Siyu was walking on the vast glacial plain.

Above her head was a chaotic space that resembled a cloudy scene. The wind and snow blew her tattered clothes.

The monk's body will feel cold if she doesn't mobilize her spiritual power, Siyu doesn't want to waste her spiritual power in the matter of walking, she has to be prepared for the unexpected situation she may face when she reaches the next layer of the cave, and her physical body can still withstand this level of cold. And if you think about it carefully, compared to the Heavenly Fire Thunder Pool where she refines her body every day, it is difficult to distinguish the degree of harshness of its environment, so for her, it may be regarded as a different way of refining.

Siyu self-reflection along the way:

Since she cultivated, because she has spiritual power to protect her body, she is not afraid of the changes of the four seasons, and she is not affected by wind and rain. During the battle, there would be many help from the sect, such as talismans, magic weapons, spirit beasts, etc., so that she almost forgot how she lived when she had no spiritual power.

From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift.

Only when you are immersed in the scene can you understand the true meaning of these words, and it also rings a wake-up call for Siyu at this time.

She gently stroked the small beetle snake nested under her collar, and her mind was clear.

She didn't know how far she had been in the Realm, and she didn't know when the next cave would appear. The scenery along her path remains the same, always a vast expanse of ice and falling snow and ice.

Siyu didn't care if she could really reach the next layer of the cave if she walked like this, she laughed at herself like an ascetic monk walking in rags and braving the wind and snow.

At this time, the more Siyu walked forward, the lighter she felt herself, this was her divine consciousness detached from her body, suspended in the air above her head, looking down on the white earth with the flying snow.

In the vast world, it seems that she is the only one who remains unchanged.