T/N: Warning for violence and gore.
Demon Hell
After Zhou Yinyu entered the stone door, he saw a ball of light floating in the middle. He reached out and touched it lightly, and felt the demon core in his body react violently for some reason and sucked him in.
He opened his eyes after a dizzying moment and saw that he was in a prehistoric place, his whole body turned translucent.
The entire sky was blood red, and the distant mountains and valleys were also black and red. The overwhelming black demonic energy was moving crazily between the sky and the earth. Zhou Yinyu stood on the ground, looking up into the distance, feeling a bit pressured.
He continued to walk forward following the guidance of the demon core and saw a stone tablet called “Demon Hell” covered with blood-stained fingerprints.
This was the Demonic Hell, the place where every legendary Demon Lord was born. It was hard to see clearly in the darkness filled with demonic energy in front of him, but the further he walked, the more he could feel the demon core in his body stirring restlessly.
Zhou Yinyu lowered his head and looked at his abdomen. After a while, he murmured, “Were you born here too?” But he couldn’t get an answer at this time.
The atmosphere in front of him was so violent that Zhou Yinyu frowned and hesitated whether to walk over or not. But maybe there would be a clue here to what he’s looking for…
Sure enough, when Zhou Yinyu stood on a high ground and looked down, he saw that the huge valley was full of monsters that were fighting to death.
There were countless layers of corpses stacked on the ground, all of which had been dug out and disemboweled. The broken limbs and rotten flesh mixed with black demon blood were trampled under the feet of the still living monsters. Their internal organs were bleeding on the ground. Some monsters stumbled from time to time, they would never get up again after falling down. Monsters swarming from all directions would quickly surround, eat, tear, and divide them.
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The entire valley under his feet, as well as countless valleys in the distance, erupted with thundering roars and shrill screams.
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After every tea period, the sky briefly regained brightness and the dead bodies on the ground disappeared. Then, blood red would envelope the earth again, silently announcing the beginning of the next battle.
Over and over again, until after ten massacres, the blood-red color receded again, and darkness invaded. All the surviving monsters in the valley were pulled into the air by invisible forces and blood rained on them.
Those who passed this round were sent to the next level of the Demon Hell to engage in more terrifying fighting until they survive to the end and become new Demon Generals and potential Demon Lords. If there was even a trace of desire to die in the middle, they would not survive the test.
Those monsters were burned so much that they curled up. Zhou Yinyu could even hear the sizzling sound when the blood rain scalded their bodies, and could smell the smell of burnt flesh in the air. This was more bloody than before. The overwhelming stench made him nauseous.
Zhou Yinyu couldn’t describe the scene he saw, and his heart was trembling. On the valley floor, new monsters gathered and approached again. He suddenly felt his heart race. He looked into the distance and saw a young man in white clothes who was also emitting black energy among a group of black energy. He was particularly eye-catching.
Zhou Yinyu wanted to open his mouth to tell him to stay away, but he couldn’t make a sound. He seemed to be frozen in place and unable to move. The hands hanging at his sides clenched his sleeves, watching the boy in white get step by step closer to the purgatory at his feet. When one of the countless monsters that were fighting became his disciple, he felt heartbroken and unbearable.
The blood-red sky arrived as expected, and Zhou Yinyu no longer watched with cold eyes. He watched helplessly as the white turned into black little by little, and the initial panic in the young man’s eyes was gradually swallowed up by the crazy bloodthirst.
Zhou Yinyu watched as he was besieged, torn, and bitten by monsters taller than him time and time again. The ice-blue eye that he liked so much was gouged out by a monster, and another monster wanted to cut him alive. During the battle and resistance, it tore off half of his arm. His scream of pain gave Zhou Yinyu an illusion that it was blasted in his own ears. There were still three rounds left before the end, and Zhou Yinyu didn’t know how he could persist.
When it was his bye, the young man could no longer hold on, dragging his mutilated body and huddled on the cleaned ground. The severe pain made him tremble all over, and he buried his head deep between his legs in an attempt to give himself some comfort.
At the end of the last round, he was more seriously injured than before. His exposed skin was chewed with bloody holes, black blood was pouring out, and a large piece of his scalp was torn off.
Zhou Yinyu felt that he was going to die. For the first time, he began to reflect on whether he should have driven him away in the first place…
Zhou Yinyu walked to him with floating steps, but he didn’t dare to touch him. The young man was half-leaning on the stone next to him, shivering, with one eye on his face covered with tears.
He was shouting “Shizun, it hurts so much”.
The voice was as breathless as silk, but Zhou Yinyu heard it.
“It is my fault.”
This fifth elder, who everyone said had a cold face and cold temperament, shed tears for the first time in more than a hundred years of life. This was his disciple, the child he raised.
He reached out to wipe his tears, but his hand went directly through the boy’s face. He heard him calling him repeatedly, and Zhou Yinyu hugged him weakly. The blood coming from Duan Jiuqing was sucked into his lungs, and the pain spread to his limbs and bones.
The young man was dragged into the air and the blood rain made him scream in pain but he had nowhere to hide. The demon core in the body seemed to be sensing something, and the feeling of knocking around in Zhou Yinyu’s body was not pleasant.
Zhou Yinyu stood there with his head raised, watching him finally rest after being tortured for a long night. Then the sky gradually opened a crack, and countless monsters suspended in the air gradually rose up and were sent to the next level.
Although he knew that Duan Jiuqing survived in the end, he was still terrified. He was so seriously injured on this first level, how could he persevere on the remaining levels…
The sky gradually closed, and one monster after another gathered towards where he was. A new fight was about to begin…
Zhou Yinyu vaguely heard someone calling his name eagerly. Before he could open his eyes, he couldn’t stop coughing violently as soon as he breathed in the fresh air.
“Cough cough…”
Duan Jiuqing, the living and intact Duan Jiuqing, held Zhou Yinyu in his arms with a worried expression. “Shizun, you’re awake.” His voice was slightly cold.
Zhou Yinyu more or less calmed down and stood up slowly. Duan Jiuqing immediately let go of him. He was still a little dazed, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw another unconscious person next to him. It was Qian Jiang.
Duan Jiuqing stood aside and watched Zhou Yinyu walk over to give spiritual power to his shixiong. He lowered his head slightly to hide the strange color in his eyes, and explained, “He was injured a bit seriously. When I found him, he had already passed out.”
Zhou Yinyu was focused on delivering spiritual healing to his eldest disciple, and the images in the Demon Hell were still lingering in his mind. He didn’t come back to his senses until he heard Duan Jiuqing say that he had something to do and was leaving.
“Wait a minute.” Zhou Yinyu pulled his sleeve. Duan Jiuqing looked down at his wrist that was being held, thinking that this was the first time that his shizun kept him when he wanted to leave.
“Take your demon core away.”
Sure enough, how could you keep me? You must be very disgusted if the demon core is left with you…
Their lips parted as soon as they touched, Duan Jiuqing’s whole body was radiating coldness, and it was obvious that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Zhou Yinyu was also stunned, wondering what happened to him. Just as he was about to ask, Duan Jiuqing took back the demon core and disappeared.
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