Chapter 545 - 545 The Sixth Layer of Hell
545 The Sixth Layer of Hell
The pitch-black demonic fog seemed to have a life of its own as it squirmed in the forest. The shadows of the trees were heavy, like demons.
Each tree had a black iron triangular hook on it. This was a torture tool used to hook the scapula of a prisoner.
Then, the ghosts and gods would cut off the prisoner’s tongue with a knife or dig out the heart.
He Chuan watched the execution process with great interest.
The fierce ghost reapers held a knife and gently dug. The prisoner in front of them had a big hole in his chest.
The bright red heart beat endlessly. Then, amidst the prisoner’s wails, the reapers dug out his heart.
The prisoner’s wails gradually weakened until he died, but he immediately appeared in front of the reapers in one piece.
As the reapers tortured this person, black gas came out of his head and merged into the Beiyin Mountain.
The sentence was eight years.
In the first two years, he had gone through a mountain of blades and a sea of flames, and after that, he spent it in the sixth level of hell.
He felt bored and turned to leave.
According to his crimes, He Chuan might be sentenced to never reincarnate and be reincarnated in prison until death.
He returned to the fifth level of the Golden Palace.
The green flames under the furnace burned endlessly, and a wonderful fragrance assailed his nostrils.
The three-legged, two-eared pill furnace shook from time to time. The true dragon pattern on the surface of the furnace glowed slightly before it shook and disappeared.
When refining high-grade medicinal pills, it was easy to attract evil spirits.
The evil spirit might come to snatch the pill when it smelled the fragrance. If the essence energy inside the pill furnace was too dense, all kinds of monsters would be produced.
At this time, the True Dragon was needed to suppress it.
“Save me!” The smoke from the furnace turned into a cute boy with two braids. He looked very cute.
As expected, the spiritual monster was born. The true dragon embossed shone and a faint dragon roar could be heard. The spiritual monster disappeared.
He Chuan would occasionally come over to check on it to prevent stronger monsters from destroying the pill furnace.
He envied the time flow formula of Immortal Chiyan. After refining the pill, only a few hours had passed in the outside world.
Pill recipes were extremely precious and could only be found by chance.
After an unknown amount of time.
The Netherworld Yin Pill was completed.
He Chuan looked at the three yellow Nine-Orifice Pills in the jade box.
The Nine Apertures of the Netherworld Yin Pill emitted black gas and faintly formed a human shape. The jade box had the effect of suppressing the spiritual monster, preventing it from forming.
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Floating Star!
“Good pill.” Daoist Qing Feng looked at the pill in amazement.
Colorful lights shone as the monster took shape.
It was the phenomenon of a Nine Orifice Golden Core.
“Fellow Daoist is indeed a great alchemist.” Qing Feng sighed.
Previously, he still only produced an Eight Orifices Golden Core, but now, he was at the same level as him.
“I was lucky.” In principle, He Chuan was not a true Nine Orifices Alchemist.
After all, he had only refined the Netherworld Yin Pill and had not learned the other Nine Orifices Technique.
“What is the use of this divine pill?” Qing Feng asked.
“Tendon Transformation, Bone Forging, Embryonic Transformation.” He Chuan explained simply that one could change their aptitude and choose which aspect of aptitude to increase according to their needs.
It was similar to the Yellow Spring River.
If an ordinary person consumed it, they could immediately enter the Mortal Realm and enjoy 500 years of lifespan.
However, without a legacy, it was very likely that it would transform into a ghost.
“Good stuff. You might as well come to the Xuanhu Mountain to be a guest elder.” Qing Feng sighed.
It could specify which aspect of one’s aptitude to change, and its effect was extremely strong.
For example, if a pill refiner was stuck at the Eight Apertures level, he might be able to break through after consuming the pill.
“We’ll talk about it later. How much can you give you for the pills?” He Chuan changed the topic.
The Netherworld Yin Pill could not be refined casually. It required countless precious materials and the essence of ghosts and gods.
“How about three Star Jade Fragments?” Speaking of business, Qing Feng’s expression became serious.
“The price of the Netherworld Yin Pill is at less ten cubes.” In order to refine three pills, He Chuan had used up all of his Immortal Fungus.
The Netherworld Yin Pill could allow others to possess unlimited potential, and its hidden value was better than ordinary medicinal pills.
“Robbers aren’t as ruthless as you.” Qing Feng was so angry his beard stood up.
The two of them finally agreed at Eight Star Jade Fragments. He Chuan accepted the money and said, “I plan to temporarily move to the vicinity of the Xuanhu Mountain.”
“Very good! The Xuanhu Mountain is connected to several other forces, so the Divine Emperor Sect wouldn’t dare to touch you.” Daoist Qing Feng knew about the grudge between He Chuan, Heavenly Emperor Tianfang, and Godking of the Scching Sun Dynasty.
Xuanhu Mountain was located in the Cloud Pool Promenade, a plain surrounded by mountains. It was shaped like a corridor, hence its name.
Xijian Pavilion and Imperial Dragon Mountain were both nearby, and the ground stations of the various constellations were also here.
These sects were not weaker than the Divine Emperor Sect. Moreover, the Divine Emperor Sect had recently provoked many people with its expansion. During this period of time, they did not have the opportunity to go to the Cloud Pool Promenade.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” He Chuan planned to visit Imperial Dragon Mountain, after interacting with them, he formed a friendship with the feathermen of Imperial Dragon Mountain.
He was not looking for protection, but to befriend allies and show off his capabilities as a Nine Apertures Alchemist.
A Nine Apertures Alchemist was a distinguished guest in any sect. Even a God Realm expert would not dare to neglect him.
This was the reason why he asked Yang Kang to give him the Nine Orifices Golden Core Technique.
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Imperial Dragon Mountain.
He Chuan had teleported to this place through the Floating Planet’s Chamber of Commerce, and what greeted his eyes was a mountain range that looked like a long dragon.
The entire mountain range was shrouded in a dense white fog, like a flying dragon.
The dragon’s eyes were red and white pools.
The left side was scorching hot while the right side was cold.
The Golden Horned Dragon roared and rose into the sky.
“Haha! Don’t leave!” Clear laughter came from below.
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth in green rode over on a cloud and sat on the horned dragon’s neck.
Humans and dragons were playing in the clouds. It was a beautiful scene.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed.
The young man revealed a fierce expression. He reached out his right hand with sharp nails and stabbed into the back of the Horned Dragon’s neck, pulling out the blue-black dragon tendon.
Horned Dragon’s blood splattered across the sky. Its corpse fell from the sky and smashed onto the ground.
The young man’s ferocity was triggered. He laid on the Horned Dragon’s corpse to suck blood until it become a dried corpse.
“Interesting.” He Chuan looked at the scene in front of him and muttered to himself.
There were countless flood dragons in the distance, either in the mountains or in the water, like wild animals.
The body refinement cultivators of Imperial Dragon Mountain didn’t treat their bloodlines with respect like other body refinement cultivators. Instead, they enslaved them.
Seeing so many flood dragons, the Yellow Spring Emperor Dragon in his body was a little excited. It was the excitement of seeing blood food.
The young man looked up and saw He Chuan.
“Who are you?” The youth looked at He Chuan, his pupils vertical, like a ferocious beast.
A shocking bloody smell assaulted his face, vaguely transforming into a flood dragon.
The young men who were traveling with him noticed the situation and surrounded him.
“Hurry up and get out! It’s not a place you can come to.” The youth scolded.
Some people were rubbing their fists, as if they wanted to teach He Chuan a lesson.
A loud shout came from afar.
Six golden-scaled flood dragons pulled the agate carriage over.
A handsome young man wearing a platinum dragon robe and a golden crown got out of the carriage.
“Little brat, don’t disturb our esteemed guest.”The featherman cursed.
“Big Brother, who is he?” The green-robed youth was a little curious.
“Lord He Chuan of the Reincarnation Palace, this is General Kui Long’s Younger Brother.” The featherman introduced them, pointing at the green clothed youth who was shouting earlier.
“So you are the King of Nether Beiyin. I heard that you killed Daoist Tiger-Had.” Another carriage flew over from the horizon.
The flood dragon pulling the carriage had scales that looked like a green turtle shell. It had no horns on its head and looked like a turtle’s head.