Eighteen levels of hell?
Terrifying sinister laughter echoed all around him from the depths of hell, accompanied by the squealing and wailing of ghosts.
Feng Lin turned his gaze ahead only to see darkness everywhere. Within the darkness, he could see many malevolent faces with crimson eyes staring at him. Their mouths were wide open as they breathed in the darkness. They were like demons enduring countless suffering, unable to qualify for reincarnation.
The shrill cries from them would involuntarily cause the hearts of those who heard them tremble.
"Is this an illusion formation?" Feng Lin glanced at the stone pillars that were currently emitting a red and black-colored qi as he sank into contemplation.
