Chapter 1287: Entering the Eighteen Hells, Comprehending the

aochi Holy Land has also experienced turmoil and disasters, and the complete version of the Yaochi Xianjing has been broken and not passed down.There is only a fragmented version left.What Yu Qingning..."Father, no!"

Upon hearing what the Eastern Hua Emperor said, Yuan Che's face changed drastically.

She knew all too well the horrors of the eighteen layers of hell.

That is the heaviest penalty in the Immortal Court.

In the face of this punishment, even death would be a blessing.

The eighteen layers of hell, filled with endless sins and bloodshed.

Every layer is a great torture.

Ordinary people can't even support the first few layers.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's origins are mysterious in Yuan Che's eyes.

But he couldn't possibly survive in the eighteenth layer of hell either.

"Heh...Serves you right."

The Jade Emperor wore a cold expression.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was already practically dead.

"Father, if you must send Yu Lang to the eighteenth layer of hell, then banish me as well!"

Yuan Che lost his composure for the first time, roaring.

She has always been a good girl, never making her father embarrassed.

But, Jun Xiaoyao was the first, the one who made her girlish heart flutter.

He was also the first man to leave a mark on her heart.

She couldn't accept such a result.

But you, Master Ji Xiaoyao, seem quite detached.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

Then, he spoke.

"If I could allow Princess Yuan Che to have the freedom to choose her own marriage, then let me be cast into eighteen hells!"

I have to say, Jun Xiaoyao's flirting skills are truly top-notch.

Yuan Che's heart shattered upon hearing this.

And the Jade Emperor, seeing this, also grew cold with fury.

Although he did not awaken the consciousness that belonged to Di Haotian himself.

But also noticed, this white-clad man, seemed to want to leave a deep impression on Yuance.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Che had fallen.

But to be honest, even if it were any other woman, she would absolutely be unable to resist Jun Xiaoyao's charm at this moment.

That kind of unrestrained selflessness for a loved one is enough to capture the heart of any woman.

"Very well, then. I shall grant you your wish."

Jun Xiaoyao felt that this hand, like the heavens themselves, pressed down upon him.

In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to be turned upside down.

The world before Jun Xiaoyao's eyes was in utter chaos.

Then, he felt like a bird with broken wings.

Falling, falling endlessly.

Later, the surroundings transformed into a world of blood and molten lava.

He was cast down to the eighteenth hell.

The eighteen layers of hell, the most terrifying punishment in the immortal court.

Every layer is unbearable, one would endure endless pain.

such as the Iron Tree Hell, the Mirror of Retribution Hell, the Steaming Cauldron Hell, the Knife Mountain Hell, and the Boiling Oil Pit Hell.

These punishments are beyond what ordinary cultivators could endure.

Only those who have committed truly heinous crimes are cast into this place, to suffer eternal punishment.

Those cast into the Eighteen Hells will suffer a life worse than death, enduring eternal torment.

While you are at ease, sitting in the center of layer upon layer of hell.

undergoing the most terrifying punishment.

His expression, however, remained unchanged.

Don't think that Jun Xiaoyao has no feelings.

Although this is a dream, everything in this dream is as real as life.

That kind of unimaginable hellish suffering is naturally also undeniably real.

But mainly, Jun Xiaoyao's disposition is too terrifying.

This kind of mental and physical torment was to him like sprinkling water, not causing him any real pain at all.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao can perfectly control any of his emotions, including pain.

However, the only thing that keeps Lord Jun Xiaoyao concerned is...

The Eighteen Hells, teeming with boundless sin.

These powers of sin are constantly corrupting him.

What was most strange was that Jun Xiaoyao actually felt, this power of sin, as if it were truly real, not a figment of a dream.

Could it be…

Jun Xiaoyao's mind flashed with inspiration.

His eyes suddenly became playful.

"The East Hua Emperor, the last master of the ancient Immortal Court, his mind and methods are truly admirable..."

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but sigh, such mythical figures, their methods were almost like those of immortals.

But now, deep in the eighteenth hell, Jun Xiaoyao also feels a strange touch in his heart.

His innate talent surpassed even that of the king among prodigies.

In terms of enlightenment and various other aspects, he has naturally reached the pinnacle.

In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao also felt the surging desire for enlightenment welling up inside him.

"Perhaps, this could be an opportunity..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.

He is best at turning every situation that is unfavorable to him into one that is favorable.

For him, right now, these eighteen hells are the best environment for enlightenment.

"Perhaps, my Primordial Dao Divine Ability could evolve into something new with this opportunity," Jun Xiaoyao mused.

His primordial Dao divine ability, Creation, underwent a transformation into the Divine Sacrifice during his trials in the Borderlands. Since then, he has not had any new inspirations.

And now, in this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao's heart was touched.

He began to delve into his cultivation.

It's safe to say no one could have predicted this.

This ancient fairy courtyard's most terrifying place of tribulation.

It turns out that I've been transformed into a place for cultivating enlightenment by Jun Xiaoyao.

Meanwhile, at the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, during the banquet of ten thousand immortals.

"Yuan Che wept and roared, "I am also a great sinner! Why didn't my father cast me into the Eighteen Hells as well!"

She felt that she and Jun Xiaoyao were like the white snake and Xu Xian in the story.

Though they loved each other deeply, in the end, lovers are often unable to find happiness together.

"Alright, stop fooling around." Donghua Dijun said calmly.

This celestial banquet has now concluded.

And the wedding of Haotian True Monarch and Yuan Che, of course, also came to nothing.

If before, Yuan Che's relationship with Hao Tian Zhen Jun was still considered friends.

Now, she was colder towards Haotian True Monarch than she was to strangers.

The Jade Emperor sensed a feeling of something important being lost.

This made him extremely uncomfortable.

But he couldn't force Yuan Che, after all, she was the daughter of the Eastern Hua Emperor.

After that, Yuan Che lost his appetite for tea and food.

Though my dress becomes looser, I regret it not; for you, I have grown thin and wasted.

And the power of sin within her grew increasingly difficult to control.

The only way, as the Eastern Emperor Donghua said before, is to separate and divide the three souls of heaven, earth, and man.

During this time, Jun Xiaoyao has also been cultivating and seeking enlightenment in the Eighteen Hells.

He doesn't know when this dream will end.

But he felt, it was coming soon.

And as time passes, Jun Xiaoyao's Creation Genesis, the fourth form, is also about to be fully comprehended.

However, it's still lacking the final touch, missing the most crucial insight.

"The Eighteen Hells, nothing more," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"What an interesting person."

At that moment, a voice sounded.

Jun Xiaoyao, as expected, looked towards the source of the voice.

A hazy figure appeared, as if standing deep within layers upon layers of time and space, indistinct and unclear.

It was indeed the East Emperor Taiyi.

"It seems you weren't surprised" said the East Emperor.

Jun Xiaoyao faintly smiled and said, "Emperor's purpose isn't to test whether I am suitable for shouldering the great sins, is it"e wildfire, engulfing the arrogant descendant of the ancient family and obliterating him.This caused many disciples of the Immortal Institutes present to tremble with fear and remain motionless.Now, w...