"Father, no!"
Hearing Emperor Donghua's words, Yuan Che's expression suddenly changed.
She knew how terrifying the eighteen levels of hell were.
That is the most severe punishment in Immortal Court.
In the face of this kind of punishment, even death is a gift.
The eighteen levels of hell are filled with endless sins and bloody calamities.
Every level is a huge torture.
Ordinary people cannot even support the first few levels.
Although in Yuan Che's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao's origins are mysterious.
But it's impossible for him to survive in the eighteen levels of hell.
"Ha...it's your own fault."
Lord Haotian had a cold look on his face.
In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was almost a dead person.
"Father, if you want to send Yulang to the eighteenth level of hell, then banish me too!"
Yuan Che lost his composure for the first time and roared.
She has always been a good girl and never makes things difficult for her father.
However, Jun Xiaoyao was the first person to stir up her girlish heart.
He was also the first man to leave a mark on her heart.
She couldn't accept this outcome.
But Jun Xiaoyao himself was very indifferent.
There was a flash of thought in his eyes.
Then, he spoke.
"If Princess Yuan Che can be given the freedom to choose her own marriage, then why not throw me into the Eighteen Hells?"
I have to say that Jun Xiaoyao's skills in flirting with girls are really perfect.
Yuan Che's heart was broken when he heard this.
When Lord Haotian on the side saw this scene, his expression was also extremely cold.
Although he has not awakened Di Haotian's own consciousness.
But he also noticed that the man in white seemed to want to impress Yuan Che.
Before he knew it, Yuan Che fell.
But to be honest, no woman would be able to resist Jun Xiaoyao's charm at this moment.
That kind of free and easy attitude of risking life and death for the one you love is enough to capture the heart of any woman.
"If that's the case, then I will help you."
Emperor Donghua stretched out a big, hazy hand.
Jun Xiaoyao felt that this hand was like the sky, suppressing him.
In an instant, the world seemed to be upside down.
There was chaos in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
Then, he felt like a bird with broken wings.
Keep falling, falling.
Later, the surrounding turned into a world of blood and molten metal.
He was knocked down to the eighteenth level of hell.
Eighteen levels of hell, the most terrifying punishment for being a fairy.
Each of these layers is unbearable and will endure endless pain.
Such as Iron Tree Hell, Evil Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Oil Pot Hell, etc.
These crimes and punishments are simply not something ordinary monks can endure.
Only the truly grave sinners will be imprisoned here and receive endless punishment.
Those who are thrown into the Eighteen Hells will suffer a life worse than death and endure eternal torment.
And Jun Xiaoyao was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the layers of hell.
Accepting the most horrific punishment.
His expression did not change at all.
Don't think that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't feel anything.
Although this is a dream, everything in this dream is no different from reality.
The endless pain of hell is naturally the same.
But mainly, Jun Xiaoyao's character is too terrifying.
This kind of physical and mental torture was like sprinkling water to him, and it did not cause him any real pain at all.
Jun Xiaoyao can now perfectly control any of his emotions, including pain.
However, the only thing that concerned Jun Xiaoyao was.
The eighteen hells are filled with endless power of sin.
The power of these sins was infecting his body all the time.
The strangest thing is that Jun Xiaoyao actually feels that the power of sin seems to be a real existence and not a figment of a dream.
"Could it be..."
An idea flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's mind.
His eyes suddenly became playful.
"Emperor Donghua, the last master of Ancient Immortal Court, his thoughts and methods are really impressive..."
Jun Xiaoyao had to sigh that the methods of this kind of mythical figure were already close to those of gods.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao, who was deep in the Eighteen Hells, felt an inexplicable touch in his heart.
His talent has already reached the level of the King of Anomalies.
In all aspects such as enlightenment, he has naturally reached the top level.
In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao also felt the desire for enlightenment pouring out of his heart.
"Perhaps, this is an opportunity..."
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.
What he is best at is turning any situation that is not good for him into a situation that is good for him.
For example, right now, these eighteen hells are the best environment for him to achieve enlightenment.
"Perhaps, my original Taoist magical power can evolve into new changes again." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
His original avenue of supernatural power, Genesis, transformed into the God's Sacrifice during his experience in the wilderness, but he has never had new inspiration.
But now, in this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao's heart was touched.
He began to sink into practice.
It can be said that no one can think of it.
This is the most terrifying place of robbery and punishment in the Ancient Immortal Court.
It was actually turned into a place for enlightenment and cultivation by Jun Xiaoyao.
On the other side, in the Lingxiao Palace, at the Banquet of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Yuan Che cried and roared: "I am also a great sinner, why doesn't father send me to the eighteen hells too!"
She felt that she and Jun Xiaoyao were like White Snake and Xu Xian in that story.
Although they obviously love each other, it is difficult for lovers to get married in the end.
"Okay, don't mess around." Emperor Donghua said calmly.
This banquet of ten thousand immortals is over.
And the wedding banquet between Haotian Tianjun and Yuan Che naturally came to nothing.
If we say before, Yuan Che's relationship with Haotian-Jun was still friends.
So now, she is even more indifferent to Lord Haotian than to strangers.
Mr. Haotian Tian felt vaguely as if something important had been lost.
This made him extremely uncomfortable.
But it was impossible for him to force Yuan Che. After all, she was the daughter of Emperor Donghua.
After that, Yuan Che didn't think about tea or rice.
The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore. I feel haggard for you.
And the power of sin in her body gradually became difficult to control.
The only way is to separate and transform the three souls of heaven, earth and man as Emperor Donghua said before.
During this period of time, Jun Xiaoyao has been enlightening in the Eighteen Hells.
He didn't know when this dream would end.
But he felt it was coming soon.
And as time goes by, Jun Xiaoyao's creation, the prototype of the fourth style, is about to be completed.
But it's still a finishing touch, lacking the most important insight.
"Eighteen hells, nothing more than that." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
"What an interesting person."
At this time, a voice sounded.
Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised and looked towards the source of the sound.
A hazy figure emerged, as if standing in the depths of layers of time and space, blurry.
It is Emperor Donghua.
"It seems that you are not surprised?" Emperor Donghua said.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and said: "Isn't the purpose of Your Majesty the Emperor just to test whether I am suitable to pass on big sins?"
