This banquet lasted for three days and three nights.
It was not until King Yama left on official business that the banquet came to an end.
Accompanied by the Nine Nether Immortal King, Shen Chenfeng came to a guest room in the underworld.
"Chen Chenfeng, you are so brave."
As soon as he stepped into the guest room, Immortal King Jiuyou broke out in a cold sweat and said with lingering fear: "You dare to call Lord Yama a brother. Aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed and you will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?"
"What's so scary?"
Shen Chenfeng chuckled and shook his head, saying: "It's them who want to call me Young Emperor anyway, and it's not me who wants them to call me that."
"It stands to reason that King Yama is in charge of life and death in the world, and there is absolutely no mistake."
Immortal King Jiuyou groaned and said, "Shen Chenfeng, are you really the son of the Emperor of Heaven?"
"How can this be?"
Shen Chenfeng laughed dumbly and said: "I am just an ordinary cultivator, how can I be the son of the Emperor of Heaven?"
"In that case, why is King Yama so polite to you?"
The Nine Nether Immortal King was puzzled and looked at Shen Chenfeng in disbelief.
"how could I know?"
Shen Chenfeng circulated the Nine Heavens Taixuan Sutra, finally dispelling the last trace of drunkenness in his mind, and said: "If you really want to know, you can ask King Yama yourself."
"Are you kidding me?"
"King Yama has so many things to do every day, how can he have time to talk to me?"
Immortal King Jiuyou was startled, and quickly changed the subject, saying: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Shen Chenfeng, since you have obtained the permission of King Yama, when do you plan to go to the eighteenth level of hell?"
"We've taken too long."
Shen Chenfeng waved his hand and said: "In that case, why don't we go now."
"Don't you wait for Bai Shengxue?"
Lin Xianzhi frowned slightly because Bai Shengxue didn't drink. So I followed Judge Cui to the underworld to view the Book of Life and Death.
It's been three days now and it's almost time to come back.
"No wait."
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and said: "The eighteen levels of hell are full of dangers. This time, I only need the Nine Nether Immortal King to accompany me, and you will stay here too."
"What?"
Lin Xianzhi was shocked, but after thinking about his situation, he said: "In that case, I won't cause trouble for you. You must be careful."
"etc."
You Ruolan suddenly took a step forward, took off the flying sword from her waist, and said: "The eighteenth level of hell is extremely dangerous. I see that Mr. Shen does not have a magic weapon to protect his body, so he might as well use my fairy sword first."
"Thank you, Miss Ruolan."
Shen Chenfeng groaned, but rarely refused.
He took the fairy sword and waved to several people. Then he followed Immortal King Jiuyou and flew towards the east of Fengdu City.
Along the way, countless ancient gods saluted Shen Chenfeng.
In a blink of an eye, they came to a dungeon.
"This is the eighteenth level of hell."
Immortal King Jiuyou raised his hand and pointed. This dungeon was gloomy and terrifying, with dried blood everywhere.
A series of shrill screams came from the depths of the dungeon, which made people's hair stand on end.
There was a thick smell of death floating in the air, which made people shudder even more.
"Eighteen levels of hell, there are eighteen levels in total, which suppress extremely vicious people from all worlds."
"The further down you go, the more severe the punishment in hell, and the higher the prisoner's cultivation level."
"After reaching the eighteenth level of hell, you must not provoke those prisoners."
The Nine Nether Immortal King looked solemn and said: "Now Hades is on the eighteenth level of hell. Without further ado, let's go down quickly."
"Wait a minute."
Shen Chenfeng groaned and said, "How should we get down?"
"In normal times, we can take the teleportation array and go to the prison level we want to go to."
"But now, the evil god has broken through the seal and caused turmoil throughout hell. In order to prevent other prisoners from escaping, the teleportation array has been closed."
Immortal King Jiuyou pointed to the deepest part of the dungeon, where a portal could be faintly seen, and said: "Now that things have come to a point, we can only go on."
"good."
Shen Chenfeng was pleasantly surprised. Although he knew that Wuji Dragon Emperor Ao Sheng was suppressed in hell, he did not know the specific level.
Now that he was searching for it layer by layer, it was actually in line with his wishes.
"let's go."
Shen Chenfeng can't wait. He hasn't seen him for hundreds of years. I wonder how Ao Sheng is doing now?
How much did it suffer in hell?
"Walk."
Immortal King Jiuyou did not hesitate and led Shen Chenfeng through the dungeon.
As they approached, the shrill screams suddenly became clearer.
Shen Chenfeng looked up and saw countless dead souls being thrown directly into a frying pan with a radius of dozens of miles by a huge demon.
Those dead souls were instantly blown up and their bodies were swollen and bruised.
There were even some dead souls who couldn't bear the terrifying high temperature in the oil pan, so they wailed and turned into a wisp of smoke.
"This is frying pan hell."
The Nine Nether Immortal King didn't even look back, and explained calmly: "A mountain of swords, a sea of fire, a hail of bullets, being put in a frying pan, and being beaten with a whip. These are just ordinary punishments."
"In the deepest part of the eighteen levels of hell, that is the most terrifying punishment."
Hearing this, Shen Chenfeng was surprised and said: "In the deepest part of the eighteenth level of hell, what kind of punishment can make the Immortal King say the word "terrible"?
"Lonely."
The Nine Nether Immortal King sneered and said: "The eighteenth level of hell is composed of eighteen shattered worlds. The environment in each world is extremely harsh. Among them, the environment of the eighteenth level of hell is the most dangerous."
"It has a vast area, and each prisoner is imprisoned in a different area. The most terrifying thing is that the time flow rate in the 18th level of hell is one hundred thousand times that of the outside."
"Often a day has passed outside, and decades have passed in the eighteenth level of hell."
Immortal King Jiuyou sighed softly and said: "And for so many years, they have always endured loneliness alone. Thanks to their strength, they can survive until now. If it were me, I would have gone crazy. .”
"Are you lonely?"
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and said, "This is not the most painful punishment."
"Then tell me, what is the most painful?"
The Nine Nether Immortal King was full of surprise and turned to look at Shen Chenfeng.
"The most painful thing is death."
Shen Chenfeng said expressionlessly: "Once a person's heart is dead, he will be like a walking zombie. Not to mention lonely, even if he kills them, he will not feel anything."
"In that case, it's better to die."
Immortal King Jiuyou shook his head and said, "What's the point of living like this?"
"But what if they can't die?"
"That's the most painful thing."
Shen Chenfeng followed Jiuyou Immortal King through the deepest portal in the dungeon.
They saw the surrounding environment change, and they had arrived in a hell filled with flames.
Fire hell.
The flames here are no ordinary flames.
This is the ghost flame that the underworld collects from the evil spirit in the ground and the fire of the underworld, and condenses it.
Not only does it possess extremely terrifying power, but when it is burned by flames, it is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, causing excruciating pain and making life worse than death.
Now, countless undead souls were thrown into the flames and burned, and the painful wails were several times louder than the previous level.
However, Immortal King Jiuyou frowned, still thinking about Shen Chenfeng's question just now, and said: "Is there really a person in this world whose mind is dead but whose body is immortal?"
"Of course!"
A terrifying voice sounded from the depths of hell.
The whole flame of hell, as if feeling fear, suddenly became strangely quiet, and no longer dared to act recklessly.
"who is it?"
Immortal King Jiuyou felt awe-inspiring and quickly looked around.
"I am the person you call the person whose heart is dead but whose body is immortal."
Immortal King Jiuyou and Shen Chenfeng took a look at it, and then they realized in shock.
This voice actually came from the lowest level of hell.
