Chapter 586: The Weird Seventeen Prisons

The fourteenth floor of Hell is empty!

The same goes for the fifteenth and sixteenth floors!

However, unlike the empty hells before, the space of these three layers is extremely unstable and turbulent.

Dao spatial cracks appeared from time to time, the small ones were only a few meters long, and the large spatial cracks were more than a thousand meters, and the violent spatial turbulence swept through the hell space of these three layers, and it felt as if these three layers were about to collapse at any time.

This is already the depths of hell, once these three layers of hell space collapse, the entire eighteen hells will be considered useless!

I don't know if it will affect the capital city at that time?

Also, in the hell space of these three layers, some of the remaining power fluctuations are very mixed and chaotic, and there are some residual power fluctuations that I am more familiar with.

According to my guess, there should have been many strong people in the underworld who had fought here in the three layers of hell space before, and in short, these three layers of hell space were destroyed by those strong people in the underworld.

Following the guidance of the jade talisman given by my grandfather, I came to the entrance to the seventeenth floor, where many remnants of chaotic power were gathered, and I used the black flame and the black lotus mark on my chest to protect it, and I barely resisted these chaotic powers and entered the seventeenth layer of hell.

When I entered the seventeenth floor of hell, I was stunned!

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The blue sky and white clouds, the breeze is light, and the air is filled with a slight inspiring fragrance of plants, trees and flowers......

What's the situation?

This is the seventeenth floor of Hell?

I don't read much, don't lie to me!

Even if someone tells me that this is somewhere in the sun, I will be convinced.

Surrounded by green mountains and green waters, the place where I am at this time is next to a small stream, and there is a large forest not far away, which is lush and green, giving people a sense of vitality.

That's not right!

I have also been in the underworld for a short time, and I have a good understanding of the overall situation in the underworld, and it is absolutely impossible for there to be such a place in the underworld, let alone the seventeenth layer of hell.

Could it be that when I entered the entrance of the Seventeenth Prison, I was inexplicably teleported back to the yang world?

Not right either!

Although the scene around me at this time was very similar to a certain landscape in the Yang Realm, my intuition told me that this was the seventeenth floor of Hell, and it was only for some reason that it became what it is now.

I squatted on the side of the stream, looking at some swimming fish in the stream, and clearly felt the breath of life from these swimming fish, and I couldn't help but catch one directly.

The lively swimming fish gave people a very spiritual feeling, but after only a few breaths, the swimming fish in my hand directly did not move, and the body of the fish decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into black smoke and quickly dissipating into the air.

I frowned slightly, and a strange feeling arose in my heart that I couldn't put it into words.

Without thinking too much, I took out the jade talisman that my grandfather gave me, and checked the route, the place where I am is is not very far from the entrance of the Eighteen Prisons, if I run with all my might, I should be able to reach it in less than half a day.

My instincts tell me that the seventeenth floor of Hell is weird and I can't stay here for long.

Without hesitation, I quickly galloped towards the direction where the entrance to the Eighteen Prisons was.

……

More than two hours later, I sat panting and sitting on a collapsed and cracked old tree, surrounded by a large mass of strange corpses.

These strange corpses are all in the form of wild beasts, jackals, tigers and leopards, and they look no different from those beasts in the yang world.

Why are they weird?

Because their strength was very strange, my black flame couldn't hurt them in the slightest, and after the thin black lotus rhizomes that burst out of the power of the black lotus mark on my chest pierced into their bodies, they didn't even react at all, and it was difficult to even bind them.

In the end, it was with the double knives of peeling and deboning to open the way, and the whetstone acting as a strong greeting of slabs and bricks, and fighting with the ruffians on the street, that they were consumed to death.

The most important thing is that after these strange beasts are killed by me, their corpses will quickly transform, sometimes into the appearance of jailers, sometimes into the appearance of fierce spirits and evil ghosts, and finally they will all dissipate into black smoke in this world.

Why is this happening?

What happened to these seventeen prisons?

(End of chapter)