Chapter 1450 Cruel Rules

"Is this the Eighteen Hells? Strange... Why can't I sense any energy fluctuations with my current mental power?"

Although Ye Yunfan didn't quite understand, he knew that the Eighteen Hells were definitely the most terrifying place. It was impossible that there was nothing here, but he hadn't found it yet.

He didn't think too much and began to recover his consumption and adjust his state to the best.

Just as he closed his eyes and meditated, endless mental power rules seemed to surge from all directions. This power was simply unstoppable.

Ye Yunfan's consciousness was instantly pulled into a space, which was like the real world, and it could be said to be exactly the same as the previous God Realm.

"Where is this? Am I back to the God Realm?" Ye Yunfan couldn't tell the truth from the false with such a strong mental power, and he was a little dumbfounded.

But soon he found something wrong. This was not the real God Realm, but just his previous memory.

He came to the Cangqiong Continent of the year, which was eroded by demonic energy everywhere. In order to exchange for a piece of pure land on the Cangqiong Continent, he did not hesitate to self-destruct the Pure World White Lotus.

Looking at Mingyue's horrified eyes and the unconscious Mu Feiyao, the scene of the year was vivid in his mind, and Ye Yunfan couldn't help but have red eyes.

When he died, the entire Zhumo Hall was in grief, and then Hei Zishang was born to avenge Bingmeng's sect and eliminate the people of Zhumo Hall.

Wuming was the first to die in battle, followed by his grandfather Ji Wuren who also sacrificed himself for justice.

Then his friends, brothers, lovers... Feng Zhan, Ouyang Yu, Su Lao, Yu Ruoxi, Mu Feiyao, Bingli, etc.

One after another, they all died at the hands of Hei Zishang. Seeing this, Ye Yunfan burst into tears, and was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and his whole avenue almost collapsed.

Especially when Mu Feiyao and Bingli died in front of him, the anger in Ye Yunfan's heart was burning infinitely at that moment, and he wished he could punch through the sky and the earth to vent the pain in his heart.

"Feiyao... Bingli..." Ye Yunfan couldn't help but roar. Although this was his past experience, he still couldn't accept it when he saw it with his own eyes.

All these people were there to defend his honor. No one was willing to leave the Demon Slaying Hall. It can be said that all of them died because of him and paid their precious lives for him.

Ye Yunfan immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood. His whole state was very bad, and he felt like he was going to be possessed by a demon.

Fortunately, the Pure World White Lotus helped him to calm his mind, otherwise his cultivation might have been gone to waste.

The ten Yamas outside shook their heads and sighed one by one, feeling a little bit reluctant.

"Although Ye Yunfan has a natural talent, he is different from others. He is a person who values ​​friendship very much, which can be seen from these memories."

The meaning of King Chujiang was also very clear. This level was not suitable for people like him to break through.

"He was willing to sacrifice his life to protect a small continent. It seems that he can't pass this level and will most likely perish in it."

The Wheel King saw Ye Yunfan's past experiences and had a general understanding of what kind of person he was.

"Ye Yunfan is a real man. I have never seen a cultivator who values ​​friendship so much. Only those who are as hard-hearted as a rock and cold-blooded have a chance to pass through the eighteenth level of hell. He may not even last a year."

King Qin Guang admired him very much, but he didn't think he could pass it.

Because the rules of the eighteenth level of hell are a cruel punishment to the extreme. People here must experience the most painful and least desirable thing in their lives three times a day.

You have to stay here for 1.31 million years, and endure this kind of pain three times a day. A normal person may feel miserable after enduring it once.

You may not be able to bear it twice, and the avenue will collapse directly after three times, and everything will disappear.

Ye Yunfan suppressed his sadness. When he finished experiencing it three times in a row, he collapsed. At this time, his whole body was still shaking. He felt that he would never want to experience this kind of blow again.

"So this is the punishment of the Eighteen Layers of Hell... It's really not something that ordinary people can endure... It seems that I can't complete this level either."

Ye Yunfan has always been worried about the life and death of everyone in the Cangqiong Continent. This is the pain he is most reluctant to mention, but now he has to endure it three times a day, so it's better to kill him directly.

When it came to the tenth day, his whole mood was very unstable, and the avenue was on the verge of collapse at any time.

It can be said that Ye Yunfan's current state is almost unbearable. If the avenue is destroyed, he will die faster than Luo Xian.

There is no way to save it. Ye Yunfan has no way to change all this and can't stop the rules here. Now he can only silently bear and wait for his own demise.

At this time, Ye Yunfan began to experience that painful thing again. His whole body trembled. Every time he looked at it, it was as if countless sharp blades pierced into the weakest part of his body.

He knelt down, supported on the ground with one hand, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were dull, and he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in a row. It was obvious that this pain hurt him very badly.

"Concentrate your mind, forget yourself and keep oneness."

"Nothing changes, no matter how the sky collapses."

A familiar voice came into Ye Yunfan's ears. It was the voice of Ksitigarbha. He had expected this scene, and this sentence made him sober up a lot.

Ye Yunfan's soul was struck by these words. He trembled all over and began to heal his wounds immediately. He finally survived the day, but he knew that if he didn't find a way, he would not be able to survive the rest of the day.

"What should I do? If it were you, what would Senior Dizang do?"

Ye Yunfan was thinking secretly. He would have to stay here for more than one million years. Fortunately, the time here does not count the life span, otherwise he would have died of old age here.

"Here I have to experience the most painful things three times a day, but if I don't remember these people, will it not be so painful, and I can also pass this level?

But in this way, I may never remember Fei Yao, Bing Li, Ming Yue, Bing Er, Li Er, Xuan Er, and my good brothers again."

Ye Yunfan was facing a difficult choice in his heart. This was something he didn't want to do, but he had a chance to save everything when he went out. If he died here, his relatives and friends might all die.

He had tears in his eyes. Doing this might be cruel to him, and even more cruel to those who loved him. If he got out alive, they would be strangers when they met again.

After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision. Even if he hurt everyone, he did not want the Shenhuang world to be destroyed, nor did he want everyone to disappear into thin air, so he decided to cut off his own memories, erasing all the memories of his life and death in the God Realm and these brothers who had been through thick and thin together.