Chapter 74 Different Hells

A scientist once asked such a question: What is the depths of the earth in our world? After so many years and countless people's explorations, there is no accurate answer to this question.

Below Sossfrey, a prison is a distant African desert. Even those in power here do not know that it exists for a hundred years, a thousand years, or even longer. Only serious offenders who are extremely guilty will be exiled to this prison and will never go out again.

For this prison, those who know it are called hell, just like the place where only dead people will go in the mythical world. When they arrive in this prison, people are equivalent to being dead.

Xiao Yang opened his eyes with difficulty, and there was darkness around him, so dark that he could not see his five fingers.

Xiao Yang only felt extremely sore all over his body, and it was very difficult to move. He tried to run the qi in his body, but found that he could not lift it up at all.

Xiao Yang touched the ground and it was a little cold. He tried to sit cross-legged and tried to run the qi in his body again, but he still had no reaction.

"No need to try." A joking voice sounded from the side, "You cannot be used in these eighteen levels of hell. Even the masters of the God-making realm cannot raise their energy, let alone your transformation realm is wrong. You are a bit weird. It's said that it is a transformation realm. You are not yet a transformation realm. But it is not, your strength just happens to be here. Could it be that the current cultivation system has become so weird?"

Although the darkness in front of me could not allow Xiao Yang to see the person who was talking, he could clearly distinguish the direction of the sound coming.

"Who are you!" Xiao Yang endured the soreness on his body and looked at the place where the sound came.

"Me?" The man smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's too long, no one calls me a name, and I don't remember it."

A sound of a huge rock mopping the floor sounded, and Xiao Yangneng felt that the man was slowly approaching him.

Xiao Yang pinched his fists with both hands and focused. Now he didn't even know where he was. He had to beware of any accidents at all times.

The owner of the voice stopped when he was three meters away from Xiao Yang, "You don't have to be so nervous. You are the first new member of this hell in nearly 140 years. I won't do anything to you."

"One hundred and forty years? Hell?" Xiao Yang was puzzled by the other party's words.

"Yes, sir, what sin did you commit? Will the Shenyin Society be sent to this hell by the Shenyin Society? Did it start a world war? Or did it destroy the Shenyin Society's treasure? Throughout history, you are the youngest one to enter this hell." The man made a curious voice in the darkness.

As time went by, Xiao Yang gradually adapted to the darkness in front of him. A faint figure appeared in Xiao Yang's sight. The figure was only about 1.5 meters tall. There was an iron chain tied to his feet. Behind the chain, there was an iron block that was nearly ten times larger than others, limiting the man's movement.

"The hell you mentioned is a cage?" Xiao Yang guessed.

"It seems that you really don't know anything." The man shook his head and walked to the iron block to sit down. "There are eighteen layers in this hell. The lower the layers, the worse the strength. Only by going to the first layer can you find the way out. However, hell has been established for so long and has never heard of it. Who can get out of this hell?"

Xiao Yang smiled, "So, I'm on the 18th floor now?"

"Are you quite self-aware?" The man patted the ground and a light suddenly lit up.

At the moment the light came on, Xiao Yang subconsciously closed his eyes, held his breath and carefully felt the movements coming from the surrounding air.

"Zi, you are very vigilant. In my era, you can also be ranked in the younger generation." A joking voice sounded from behind Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang suddenly opened his eyes and found that the figure leaning against the iron block had disappeared. He turned around and found that the man was standing behind him.

This is a man with a look of over 60 years, but his voice is not at all consistent with his appearance. Not only does he have the calmness that he should have at this age, but he has a kind of jumping out. He has a Chinese face, wearing the clothing style of the Orleans dynasty of the Fa Kingdom, which was only found in the last century, with a big back and a beard. The iron chains tied to his feet were taken down by him at some point.

When Xiao Yang saw this person appearing behind him, he kept his heart tense and simply relaxed. Judging from the speed the other party just showed, if he really wanted to kill him, he would probably have no chance to react.

Xiao Yang looked around and then he saw that he was in a room, and the furniture in the room was all in the style of the last century, which gave Xiao Yang an illusion of being in the 18th century.

"What, I feel a little surprised?" The short man looked at Xiao Yang, "Although we are in a cage, we still have to enjoy life. How about it, look at my furniture, put it in the Qing Dynasty, it is all in the foreign pavilion, and you can't touch it even if you touch it. I can lie down as much as I want now."

As the man said, he lay on the big bed in the house and stepped on the dusty shoes on it, his face filled with pride, his mind was like a child.

Xiao Yang grasped the point of this person's words, "We?"

Just now I heard this man say that he was the first person to come in this hell in nearly 140 years. Wouldn't that say that he is over 100 years old? In his words, he also said that during the Qing Dynasty, if this man was not talking nonsense to himself, if these are true, then based on the word "we" he said, wouldn't there be many such old monsters here!

Xiao Yang was not surprised that people lived in their lives for more than 100 years. Some ordinary people can live to the age of 110 after they have better health, let alone masters who master qi. Their internal functions are far more active than ordinary people.

"Zi, let's go and take you to meet some friends. From now on, even to death, you will be with us." The man jumped down from the bed, walked to the door, and opened the door directly.

Outside the door, there is a yard with a blue sky.

Xiao Yang looked at it carefully and found that the sky was painted artificially, but this person's painting skills were quite powerful. If he hadn't observed it carefully, he would have thought that this was the real sky.

"Zi, how about it? This day is not bad. Live here. If you want to make it dark, it will be dark. If you want to make it dark, it will be bright." The man in front of Xiao Yang said with a proud look on his face.
Chapter completed!