C442 Erythracine

"Hm!" Death, the stench of death due to Death Land. Master's little big brother, let me go out and exterminate these dead. "

"Hong Ling will make them forever fall into hell, destroy their divine soul, and never reincarnate."

"Master, little big brother, let me out!" I have an irreconcilable feud with them and will not rest until I die. "

Originally, Hong Ling had already fallen into a deep slumber after devouring the Sunset Mountain, but now, she was awoken by the Decaying Power s that filled the sky.

Those who died in Death Land should not have existed in this world, they should have been destroyed by humanity!

Not only would they be destroyed, they would have to kill them all.

"Hong Ling, calm down. No matter what kind of hatred you have, you better suppress it."

"This is only the head of Death Land."

Leave it to my Fifth Senior Brother! There's no need to be in such a rush to take revenge. I will definitely bring you to Death Land in the future. "

"And they are leading an army to charge into the Death Land, but they need time."

Immersed in the fifth Soul Sea, Gu Huang immediately started to pacify Hong Ling. Evidently, his hatred for her had already reached an incomparable level.

"I'm sorry, master. Little big brother. You can compromise on anything. However, if I still have a single thought about this group of dead people, I will not let them go."

"Little big brother, can you promise Hong Ling? Never compromise with them, never make peace with them. "

"Also, don't give them any chance. Kill them all and wipe them clean. Don't leave a single one of them. Flatten their Death Land and destroy them completely."

"Master, little big brother, I beg of you."

Hong Ling's hatred had already reached a point where it could no longer be suppressed, but she knew that she had lost her composure. She had to let Gu Huang be certain of his position, because that bunch of dead people could not even be considered as living beings.

Their existence was something that heaven and earth could not tolerate.

"Hong Ling, I'll promise you that. Although I'm not a good person, I have a bottom line."

"Even if they disturb the slumber of the dead, I will not tolerate them living in this world."

"I will not let this go!"

Gu Huang never planned to let go of this group of mummies. There was no racial justice, only life and death, because this was a matter of survival.

If they let the dead wreak havoc, the living would be destroyed.

"Master, little big brother, before I became a weapon of the Old Devil, I came from an ancient clan called Heavenly Artifacts."

"However, up until now, I'm afraid that most of them have already been destroyed. Other than me, not many other people survived."

"A long time ago, a mysterious expert was being hunted by a dead person and unintentionally fell into our Heavenly Artifacts."

"But in the end, it also brought disaster to our Heavenly Artifacts. My father, mother, and clansmen all died in battle …"

"That mysterious expert felt deeply guilty, and kept bringing me to the vicinity of Great Devil Sky. Then, he went to battle against the Death Land's dead bodies by himself."

"He left me something, something that even the Old Devil s do not know. I wonder if Master has heard of the Underworld Palace, the eighteen levels of hell, and Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Hong Ling received Gu Huang's guarantee, and after thinking about it again and again, she decided to tell this secret to Gu Huang. Because other than Gu Huang, there was no one else who could trust him, not even the Old Devil.

Only the heavens knew what kind of disaster would happen if this secret fell into the hands of the Old Devil.

But Master's Little Big Brother was different. He was not moved by Gu Qingdie's Inherent Skill and ability and had to rely on himself to cultivate painstakingly from start to finish.

Although he was also a bad guy, he had his bottom line.

"Underworld Palace, Eighteen Hells, Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

"I've heard of it. That is the final resting place of all souls in the Land of Samsara."

"Where the world Laws gather, no one can defy it."

"Only the Unparalleled Immortal Allheaven can escape from the cycle of reincarnation. He is not one of the six Daos."

Gu Huang's heart was greatly shaken. He never thought that this world also had information about reincarnation and death. The eighteen levels of hell but what did this have to do with the dead Death Land?

"Master, little big brother, you are indeed very knowledgeable, you are absolutely right."

"Legend has it that the heavens and the earth are suspended high above the 33 Heavens, that they control the heavens and intimidate the myriad worlds. Beneath the ninety-nine lands sit the Underworld, that they control the cycle of life and death, and that they are the law of good and evil."

"However, the underworld has already closed. The six paths have been shattered, and the eighteen levels of hell are empty. No one can control the cycle of life and death anymore."

"It caused the evil spirits of the world to run rampant, the Evil Spirit to be everywhere, and the Undead to wreak havoc."

"The eighteenth level of hell is still running, but there's no extradition …"

"That mysterious expert is the last Prison Overseer in the eighteenth level of Hell and is also the only existence that can suppress Death Land."

"Only the nether soldiers can fight against the Death Land dead. From now on, the eighteen levels of hell would no longer function."

"He predicted that the Death Land would definitely ravage all realms of the Cang Gu and that only people with eighteen levels of hell would be able to call out the Underworld army and level the Death Land."

Hong Ling's voice stopped. The words that came afterwards involved an enormous secret, and if Gu Huang did not have this kind of thought and preparation, he definitely would not have been able to tell him the secrets of the eighteenth level of hell.

"Hong Ling, let's stop talking. This secret will forever be buried in your heart, and no one can ever mention it, not even me."

"Once it is leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"I know my own limits. If this secret were to fall into my hands, I would not be able to control my own heart. The future calamity that I will cause will be even more terrifying than the Underworld."

"I know you want revenge, but this isn't the way to do it."

"Sister Hong Ling, you have lived for countless years, how can you still be so simple?"

"The Death Land of the dead are indeed scary, but the true terror is still the heart of all living things!"

Seeing that Hong Ling did not continue speaking, also cut off his desire to continue listening. Just by hearing the names of the eighteen levels of hell, he was already somewhat unsettled.

Even he himself did not dare guarantee whether or not a calamity even more frightening than Death Land would occur.

"Master's little brother, I really didn't misjudge you. Facing this kind of enticement, you're actually able to restrain yourself, just by this point you're much better than Old Devil."

"Little brother, do you think that senior won't leave behind any backup plans for such an important matter?"

"Wanting to control the eighteenth level of hell is not as simple as you think."

"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Only when your cultivation reaches the Sage Realm will you be qualified to go to the place senior left behind to participate in the trial."

"Sage Realm, that is the lowest standard …"

"However, that senior did leave behind this ancient scripture. He said that if one has the ability to comprehend the profoundness of the scripture, they would be able to comprehend it without fear of Death Land and Decaying Power."

"There are all kinds of methods and secret methods to suppress the Death Land recorded on it."

"Little brother, you might as well try to comprehend it. With your talent, I believe you will be able to comprehend it."

A crack appeared on Hong Ling's sword, and a page of golden paper floated out, on it were dense carvings of countless characters. The carvings, emitted a kind of calm and tranquil, auspicious aura.

"Hong Ling, the mysterious expert you spoke of, is she a bald monk with a strange beast by her side …"

The moment Gu Huang's mind was focused on the golden paper, his primordial spirit began to tremble violently. It was the person who swore that he would not go to hell, who would go to hell …

Although it couldn't compare to the ancestor Sect, it was still an extremely powerful existence.

However, if such a strong practitioner was able to escape, then what level of strength did the Death Land reach?