Chapter 864 - 484: Old Acquaintance in Hell

Chapter 864: Chapter 484: Old Acquaintance in Hell

Spirit Lock Prison.

Being thrown into prison was indeed a first in my life.

Li Ye was quite curious.

He poked his head out from Qiongqi’s mouth.

This made the existence of one of the Four Ferocious Beasts almost unbearable, angrily saying, "Get out quickly!"

"Alright, alright." Li Ye didn’t stay any longer, straightened his clothes, jumped out, and pressed the nose of the ravenous Qiongqi that rushed at him.

"!"

Qiongqi was incredulous.

How could it be?

How could a mere late-stage Nascent Soul stop it?

It pushed forward, its nose wrinkling, but Li Ye remained unmoved.

"..."

"Who exactly are you?"

Li Ye withdrew his hand and smiled happily, "Senior, haven’t you noticed the situation here? They’re all longing for a way out, which is me."

The gloomy scenery around suddenly became bright.

Numerous swirling Demonic Qi rushed towards Li Ye.

Longing and anticipation.

Though merely Demonic Qi, it forcefully created a scene as splendid as a blue aurora.

"What does this mean?" Qiongqi was taken aback, "No, it seems the people imprisoned here have some past with you!"

"Indeed."

Li Ye’s eyes darkened.

He looked into the distance, the corners of his mouth lifted.

"I’ve encountered many setbacks in my life, yet overall things went smoothly, except for one thing, only that one thing..."

"Hell Path."

"Divinity Transformation senior, do you dare stand before me now?"

At that moment.

A figure slowly emerged.

Someone wearing a monk’s robe, long eyebrows touching the ground, eyes full of compassion.

Resembling a powerful monk who has attained enlightenment.

"Young benefactor," the monk clasped his hands together, his voice young and pure like a stream gently flowing in an ancient temple, pleasant to the ear.

"You once disrupted this monk’s plans."

"Now this monk can finally hurt you."

His robe emitted an abnormal purple-black glow, the mala in his hand made from human heads, as if an Evil Ghost encased in demonic skin.

Qiongqi furrowed its brows.

Decisively hiding to the side.

Quite right.

It seemed these two indeed harbored past grudges; though reckless, it wasn’t foolish, better not intervene randomly.

"Hurt me?"

Li Ye scoffed, "Really? Did you ever wonder why I came here alone, without any elders accompanying me?"

"Senior, oh no."

"I hope you can endure the pain that’s about to come."

He took a gentle step forward.

The instant the soles of the Cloud Shoes touched the ground.

Blue light spread out like ripples, turning the earth into a sea, yet the sea was blue-purple, deep beyond measure.

All fear stems from the unknown.

Ordinarily, a cultivator wouldn’t have such thoughts.

Yet both Qiongqi and the monk paused slightly.

Instinctively wanting to distance themselves.

Standing on this sea, they had a feeling... their Spiritual Power was being sealed, driven to escape.

The monk looked down at the sea.

Smiled and said:

"Heart Soil."

"The benefactor’s skills have indeed improved greatly."

"Interesting, interesting."

"But I wonder how the friend intends to kill me, hurt me?"

Li Ye laughed along, "Isn’t it quite simple, Dao You? Why not look at what this is?"

He unfolded the Hell Transformation Diagram with a flourish.

"...You!"

The monk’s expression instantly changed.

Hell Transformation Diagram?

How could it be?

"I understand now." Unable to maintain his calm expression any longer, he frowned and said, "You and your master traveled across endless spaces."

"Indeed."

Li Ye looked at the Hell Transformation Diagram, addressing the sun, moon, and stars:

"Watch closely."

"This is my revenge!"

As soon as the words fell.

Countless jellyfish rose from the surrounding sea, those ethereal blue jellyfish like phantoms, surrounding the monk, countless tentacles wrapping around his body.

Yet it didn’t absorb anything.

Instead, it injected something inside.

"What are you doing?" The monk furrowed his brows constantly, completely unsure of the now demonically transformed Li Ye’s actions.

Herein lies the terror of the Demon Path.

One can never predict what it will do.

Nor what it’s preparing to do.

Or even if the outcome benefits him.

"I’m giving you strength," Li Ye said matter-of-factly, "Otherwise, you’re too weak. I want to see you recreate the scenery of Hell Path — of course, all the tortured souls will be played by you alone.

Senior.

You better hide well.

Otherwise, when I catch you, you’ll surely die a cruel death."

He smiled at the monk.

The monk looked down at his body.

One after another, purple-blue lotus blossoms bloomed beside him, staining the Heart Soil into a withered landscape.

Broken buildings.

Desolate paths overgrown with weeds.

And one grave-like mound after another in the grayish fog, with ghostly shadowy figures standing like withered trees in the far distance.

Yet in this environment.

Lies a brightly lit city.

Empty and deserted.

"Familiar?" Li Ye asked, "Senior, once I fed many Hungry Ghosts here."

The monk was already unwilling to speak.

Because he saw his body splitting into shadows, transforming into Hungry Ghosts, heading towards that city.

Li Ye possessed the original Hell Path scroll.

Which meant he could freely manipulate himself, and now with Demonic Qi infused into his body... he was somewhat incomprehensible, heaven knows what actions he’ll take.

Indeed, it proved true.

After countless incarnations entered the city.

Heaven Fire.

Descended just like that.

Arrows from the Heaven-Shooting Wolf transformed into Heaven Fire, which did not directly destroy the city, but burned everything slowly and tormentingly.

Starting from the already desolate land.

The solid ground turned into rivers of quietly flowing lava, and the fury-filled Spiritual Qi of the Heaven Fire rose fiercely, roasting everything within the city, while other areas were sporadically damaged in a slow yet fatal manner...

All this was entwined by Li Ye’s Melody Branches, wrapping around the monk’s countless incarnations.

This sight made even Qiongqi feel a bit shivers down its spine.

It naturally knew what Li Ye’s Divine Techniques were.

Yet precisely because it knew, it found this person somewhat terrifying.

This means Li Ye also has to endure the same suffering.

And without any alleviation.

How much does he hate this monk, being willing to go this far?

Even the monk didn’t understand.

"Benefactor."

"Though I once harbored ill intentions, I never truly harmed you, why must you lose eight hundred enemies, yet self-injure a thousand?"

He didn’t want to admit it, yet reluctantly had to.

Indeed, he was somewhat afraid.

For his resurrection might just be linked to Li Ye’s desire for revenge, leading him to endless torment.