Entering the portal to Hell was an experience unlike anything Minos had ever encountered. It felt as if his soul had been torn from his body and violently shaken, disassembling every aspect of his being—from his powers to the very essence of his True Celestial parts.
He found himself stripped bare in a way he had never imagined, momentarily setting aside the terrifying distortions around him to feel as though he was back at the beginning of his cultivation journey.
The only difference between him now and the 15-year-old who had started cultivating centuries ago was his appearance, which was now more mature and developed.
In that moment, Minos felt as if he were at level 0, devoid of any techniques, skills, or other cultivation gains he had amassed over his journey.
He felt helpless, vulnerable to anything.
Yet, he was not completely alone. His core essence, an indivisible part of him, remained with him.
His innate ability!
