Although Yang Jian had consumed some magic power previously, with the Dew, he had almost recovered.
Yang Jian also wanted to go back as soon as possible and plant the spiritual root that he had just obtained. It was better to stabilize this kind of thing as soon as possible so that he could feel at ease.
"Let's go now! The Great Emperor has been in the netherworld for a long time and has already gotten used to the environment here. I, on the other hand, feel a little uncomfortable. The sooner I finish, the sooner I can go back.”
"Alright, Senior Immortal, please follow me to the Infernal Prison!”
"Great Emperor, please!"
Yang Jian brought his men and followed the Emperor of Feng Du down the layers of the Tongue-Pulling Hell.
Arriving at a door, the Emperor of Feng Du signaled the ghost general in front of the door to open it.
As soon as the door of the Infernal Prison opened, even though Yang Jian cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art and had obtained the Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit, he also felt a burning sensation that reached his Primordial Spirit.
From time to time, miserable screams could be heard coming from the door.
Yang Jian frowned when he heard the shrill scream.
He really couldn't understand why these souls would rather suffer in this Infernal Prison than accept his ascension.
Feeling the scorching heat in the Infernal Prison, Yang Jian turned to Xiao Tianquan, Kang Anyu, and the rest and said," Wait for me here. The hellfire in the Infernal Prison is not something you can withstand."”
"We will obey!"
When Yang Jian saw this, he said to the Emperor of Feng Du,"The Emperor will wait here. I will go in now."”
"Perfected Cultivator is not afraid of the hellfire and personally came to the Seamless Prison. It is truly a great virtue!”
Yang Jian naturally wouldn't take the praise of the Emperor of Feng Du seriously. Everyone had been cultivating for so long, so how could one or two words of praise be taken seriously?
After exchanging pleasantries, Yang Jian turned around and walked into the gate of the Infernal Prison.
After Yang Jian entered, the door closed.
Stepping into the Infernal Hell, the legendary endless and endless punishment did not appear. There was only the raging hellfire that covered the sky and earth, as well as the soaring resentment and hostility.
After pondering for a while, Yang Jian understood that at this time, Buddhism had not yet entered the underworld, so naturally, there were no private goods added.
However, the overwhelming hellfire, resentment, and hostility made Yang Jian frown.
After pondering for a moment, Yang Jian pointed at his feet, and the White Lotus of Purification appeared under his feet.
Yang Jian then sat cross-legged on the White Lotus of Purification, and the burning sensation was instantly swept away.
Yang Jian rode the White Lotus Envoy to the center of the hellfire. As far as Yang Jian could see, many souls were struggling to resist the burning hellfire.
There were also many who were unable to resist and could only allow the hellfire to ignite their souls.
Yang Jian originally thought that the hellfire would burn these souls to ashes like the karmic fire of a cultivator.
However, after Yang Jian observed for a moment, he realized that he seemed to have thought too simply.
It was unknown what kind of flame the hellfire was, but it only burned the souls, not incinerating them. No matter how the souls rolled on the ground, the hellfire did not weaken or strengthen.
It was as if he was deliberately trying to create pain for these souls.
After observing for a moment, Yang Jian took out a jade bowl, grabbed a handful of nectar, and sprinkled it into the Hellfire.
As the dew sprinkled down, the hellfire was extinguished wherever it went, and Yang Jian was delighted.
However, it did not make him happy. He saw that where the Hellfire had extinguished, Hellfire came from other places and slowly burned to the place where there was no Hellfire.
Yang Jian could only seize the time and ask the souls on the ground who had a moment of rest," I have sent people to break through hell twice to transcend you. Why haven't you been led there?”
" You haven't suffered from the hellfire," a soul lying on the ground and panting replied." What right do you have to say that you've surpassed us? Why should we believe that you can surpass us?
One had to know that if he was not successfully extracted after leaving, the power of the Hellfire would become even greater when he returned to the Infernal Prison!
"If you want to surpass us, you'll have to suffer the hellfire like us.”
Yang Jian was silent after hearing this, and he thought to himself,'It seems that those who went up before were really like what the Emperor of Feng Du said. They were all the souls of the dead in the Four Travels of the Infernal Prison.
These souls of the dead in the real Infernal Prison were faced with the slim hope of being rescued and the threat of the hellfire. How could they trust others so easily?”
After thinking for a moment, Yang Jian said," So as long as I've been burned by the hellfire, you're willing to accept my promotion?”
"Of course!"
Yang Jian first circulated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, then put away the jade bowl and the White Lotus of Purification.
As soon as the White Lotus of Purification was put away, boundless Hellfire burned toward Yang Jian.
In an instant, the hellfire reached his body, and the pain of being burned by the fire spread from Yang Jian's entire body.
At first, it was his physical body, but slowly, his primordial spirit began to be ignited.
The Hellfire here had many unique characteristics. Moreover, he had the Chaos Bead that could suppress Chaos. Yang Jian was not worried that he would be burned to ashes by the Hellfire, but the pain was unbearable.
In this regard, Yang Jian could only focus on cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to distract himself and shift his consciousness elsewhere.
A moment later, Yang Jian felt that the strength of his body had improved a little. This made Yang Jian happy and he decided to cultivate here.
It seemed that this suffering was not only painful but also beneficial. However, there was no spiritual energy in the Infernal Prison, so he could only use the magic power in his body to strengthen his body.
Yang Jian did not have a good solution to this, so he could only let him be. When he really could not hold on any longer, he took out a Saturn Peach and ate it, then continued to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
As for the deceased souls in the Infernal Prison, they had already stayed here for so long that they did not care about the time. Moreover, the deceased souls had requested to be burned by the hellfire like them.
Just like that, Yang Jian endured the hellfire while cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. Time passed.
One day, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and stopped circulating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
At this moment, although hellfire was burning around Yang Jian, he no longer felt any pain.
Yang Jian then looked at his palm.
His originally delicate and white palm now had a few more crystals.
He felt his cultivation level. His cultivation level had not improved, but the strength of his body was much stronger than before.
Putting aside the matter of cultivation, Yang Jian came back to his senses and remembered the purpose of his trip.
As Yang Jian came back to his senses, the miserable screams of the dead souls in the Infernal Prison entered his ears again.
Yang Jian immediately took out a jade bowl, grabbed the nectar with his hand, and sprinkled it on the dead souls.
Wherever the dew went, the hellfire would be extinguished, and the souls of the dead would be temporarily freed.
Yang Jian said," This Lord has endured the hellfire as I said. Now, are you willing to accept this Lord's promotion?”
After hearing this, the souls of the dead were delighted and submitted, saying,"We are willing to accept the Supreme's promotion."”
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