OBS Chapter 300 8 levels of hell
Chapter 300 8 levels of hell
Shen Sangning's brief hesitation just now was just because she was thinking about where to send this old man.
There is a good place in the world of cultivation that can definitely trap him for life. But I feel that it is too cheap for this old man!
After all, this old man has dozens of lives on his hands!
After much thought, only the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld are the most suitable.
There is no rebirth there, and one suffers endless pain every minute and every second.
Shen Sangning raised her eyebrows: "You deserve this. I will take you to the underworld now."
“The Underworld?!” The old man’s face twitched and he suddenly retreated several meters away. His voice trembled: “Don’t…don’t force me! If you do this, I will die in front of you!”
"As soon as I die, the mark will be triggered! That powerful being will know everything that happens here!"
Shen Sangning curled her lips: "Then you can try it!"
Hearing this, the old ghost cultivator knew that he was doomed. It would be better to die than to suffer in the underworld forever!
He made up his mind and quickly slapped his palm towards his dantian!
Dantian is the most vulnerable part of a cultivator. Once Dantian is broken, the true Qi will flow out and the cultivator will be close to death.
With a "bang", the old man was stunned. It seemed that he was not hitting his dantian, but a piece of extremely hard steel plate!
This time, the shock made his entire arm numb!
Shen Sangning sneered: "You still want to commit suicide in front of me? Have you got my permission? The Eighteen Levels of Hell is your best destination!"
After the sound fell, Shen Sang Ning pointed at the air again. All the power of the old ghost cultivator was imprisoned, and he sat on the ground like a useless person.
Zhang Yongxiu heard everything Shen Sangning said.
She looked at Shen Sangning and said shamefully, "Master, I...I was a little too impatient just now."
"My daughter died at his hands. I was really afraid that you would let him go. I'm sorry..."
Shen Sangning chuckled and said, "I understand."
"I will send him to the underworld now. You can go back now."
Zhang Yongxiu pursed his lips, hesitating to speak, and after a long pause, he said: "Master... since you can go to the underworld, can you help take care of Xiaoying?"
"I...I...I'm afraid that she'll be scared alone, and I'm also afraid that she'll be bullied."
Hearing this, Shen Sangning could only helplessly tell a white lie: "Don't worry, Xiaoying is innocent and will be reincarnated soon."
"You are tired these days, go back and rest early!"
Without waiting for the two to reply, Shen Sangning grabbed the old ghost cultivator and disappeared in the hall.
Bao Tianzhi sighed, gently hugged Zhang Yongzhi, and whispered: "Okay, wife, let's go home."
Zhang Yongxiu said "hmm" lightly, then kowtowed three times and turned to leave.
These past few days, because of their daughter’s murder, the two of them had trouble eating or sleeping, and their bodies were indeed very tired.
After returning home, they both fell asleep on the bed.
They had the same dream...
In the dream, it was an extremely gloomy and terrifying environment.
The raging karmic fire around was extremely hot, mercilessly burning the body of the old ghost cultivator.
Every inch of skin hissed in the flames, emitting billowing black smoke. The flesh was charred, then quickly regenerated, only to be burned again, repeating this cycle over and over again. The pain was endless.
A shrill scream burst out from his throat, but it seemed insignificant in this gloomy and terrifying hell. His eyes bulged out in extreme pain, filled with bloodshot and despair.
The evil spirits in hell pounced on him with their fangs and claws, tearing at his soul. The sharp fangs dug deep into his spirit, causing him excruciating pain.
He tried to struggle to escape, but his limbs were locked tightly with heavy chains and he could not move.
The cold wind was like a knife, interweaving with the raging fire, cutting his body. Ice spikes stabbed from all directions, piercing his body, and then melted instantly, the pain penetrated deep into his bones.
The smell of blood and decay filled the air, making people sick. The old man's mind gradually collapsed in this endless torture.
His soul was twisted and deformed in pain; his former arrogance and evil were long gone, leaving only endless regret and painful wails.
However, all this has just begun. He will be tortured forever in the eighteen levels of hell, and will pay a heavy price for the heinous crimes he has committed.
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Bao Tianzhi woke up first and regained much of his spirit.
The old ghost cultivator got the punishment he deserved, but there are still some who are at large.
There are some things he has to do!
He slowly got out of bed, checked the time, and went to the vegetable market.
When he came back carrying a lot of things, his wife Zhang Yongxiu had already woken up.
Bao Tianzhi smiled and said, "Rest for a while. I'll call you when the meal is ready!"
Zhang Yongxiu didn't say anything, but took the things from her husband's hands: "Let me do it, you've been more tired than me these days."
"You were the only one who took care of Xiaoying's funeral, busying yourself at home and outside."
"I'm sorry... I can't do anything except cry."
Bao Tianzhi looked at her affectionately and kissed her on the forehead: "You put so much pressure and burden on yourself, but I still have everything."
"I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if my cooking skills have deteriorated. Be good and watch some TV."
An hour later, Bao Tianzhi prepared six dishes extravagantly. They were all Zhang Yongxiu's favorites...
The food was delicious, but neither of them had much appetite.
At the table, Zhang Yongxiu said with a complicated expression: "Husband..."
"Ah?" Bao Tianzhi picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl.
Zhang Yongxiu put down his chopsticks and said solemnly: "Forget it, I don't want anything to happen to you..."
"The dead cannot be resurrected, and the master said that Xiaoying will be reincarnated soon."
"If something happens to you, I...I don't know what to do."
"And...and...I can't live alone without you in the future."
Bao Tianzhi still had a smile on his face: "My heart is dead now. I will definitely avenge Xiaoying."
"Let's stick to the plan. We'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce tomorrow, and you just need to take the money and leave!"
"Help me take good care of my parents, and take good care of yourself..."
After the sound fell, Bao Tianzhi went to the study and started mumbling to himself.
Zhang Yongxiu's tears were falling down. For people of their age, children are everything.
Without a child, there is no hope.
She also wanted to avenge her daughter, but they both had parents, four elderly people who needed to be supported...
Some things cannot be solved simply by having money.
She also knew her husband's temper and that he would never change his mind about what he had decided.
Zhang Yongxiu stood up and numbly cleared the table.
After packing everything, she went to her daughter's room and stared at her daughter's photo in a daze. Tears could not stop flowing again...