Supreme Star Card Master

Chapter 1752: Chapter 1322: Spread

In an instant, purple light flickered within the void, and more people were burned by the surging purple fire.

Though some were not burned to death on the spot, they still fell toward the ground, their faces pale as paper, spirits exhausted.

Master Yunhua asked, "Master Tantai, is there a way to break this..."

At this moment, the six Extreme Evil Hell eyes reflecting the high heavens suddenly surged with purple light, focusing on the Blue Sea Cultivators below.

Everyone’s expressions changed slightly, and Dan Taimeng realized something, shouting, "Be careful, it’s selecting a new target...!"

Before the words were finished, beams of purple light suddenly descended.

Sect Master Yang, Li Wangge, Mu Kexian... were all enveloped by the purple light, their bodies shook, and intense purple light was instantly reflected in their eyes.

"Master Tantai, does this Illusion Technique continue to spread??" Ye Xiaose asked in a deep voice.

This time, Taishang Sect’s Li Wangge and Mu Kexian were both drawn in!

Dan Taimeng also looked grim and said, "It seems this technique can indeed absorb others’ fear, despair, and other negative emotions, and then continue to spread."

Everyone’s expressions darkened slightly; doesn’t this mean no one is safe?

...

Inside the Extreme Evil Hell.

"Ah!... Can’t take it! I can’t stand it anymore!!"

"Please let me be freed!"

In the midst of increasingly shrill screams, one after another Blue Sea masters couldn’t resist, turning into purple fire and disappearing in the Extreme Evil Hell.

Zi Yue watched as one human master after another suffered torment in every layer of hell, her face involuntarily revealing a more and more excited, joyous, twisted smile.

"In the Extreme Evil Hell, pain keeps intensifying, time stretches indefinitely, even the will of King Level can’t withstand it.

The first nine layers of hell might still be resisted through endurance, but starting from the tenth layer, it exceeds the limits of ordinary King Level will endurance; even if pain could be resisted, spiritual consciousness would gradually be obliterated.

And in such circumstances, only a stronger ’obsessive desire’ can support the spirit and will to counter extreme pain and despair.

Without these, facing soul-penetrating, limit-exceeding pain, merely relying on ’endurance’ how could one persist?"

Zi Yue’s gaze swept down layer by layer of hell, her smiling eyes revealing a bit of coldness: "These bald donkeys of the Bodhi Sect, their spiritual cultivation is indeed exceptional..."

The Bodhi Sect’s members have already passed through the tenth-layer Pit Hell.

Among them, Wu Chi and Wutian have respectively reached the sixteenth-layer Volcano Hell and fifteenth-layer Torture Hell.

The golden Buddha Light flowing on their bodies has vanished in layer upon layer of hellish torture, yet their pupils still flicker with undying golden light.

"Such steadfast faith, if it truly continues like this, could really pass through the Eighteen Layers of Hell~"

Faith is also a form of desire, and a good, enduring one at that. The sincere and steadfast faith in the hearts of Wu Chi and the Bodhi followers is turning into strength, holding their spirit and will, resisting pain and despair.

As Zi Yue pondered, Wu Chi had already stepped beyond Volcano Hell, falling into the more profound seventeenth layer—Rolling Stone Hell.

"This Wu Chi is more formidable than expected~" Zi Yue narrowed her eyes slightly.

She had already clashed with Wu Chi and Wutian, considering divine skills, Wutian seemed stronger, yet in spirit and faith, this Wu Chi appeared somewhat peculiar...

In the seventeenth layer of hell, as soon as Wu Chi fell, he seemed bound by a shockingly invisible gravity, unable to stand.

The ground continuously trembled slightly, Wu Chi lifted his gaze, only to see an enormous hard rolling stone slowly grinding around the center, now at his front!

"Da-da-da..."

A company of flesh and bones crushed sounds, from foot, leg, waist, chest... Wu Chi’s entire body was ground bit by bit, bones fragmented and flesh scattered!

"Uh...!"

Wu Chi’s pupils quivered as he watched his bones, flesh, and organs get crushed by the gigantic rolling stone until finally, the stone ground over his head, leaving only a heap of blood and bone sludge...

Yet, as the rolling stone passed over, a perfectly intact Wu Chi reappeared at the starting point, pupils trembling, complexion pale.

Looking at the massive rolling stone approaching once more after a circle, Wu Chi’s gaze struggled, his body involuntarily trembling slightly, and he immediately closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scripture:

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, perceives the emptiness of all five skandhas, and transcends all suffering..."

"Shariputra, form is not different from void, void is not different from form; form is void, void is form..."

The rolling stone passed over again and again, Wu Chi’s voice grew weaker and more mumbled.

Yet even as he turned into shredded flesh, there seemed to be a faint murmur of Buddhist scripture emanating from the fragments.

"Such faith is indeed extraordinary." Zi Yue’s eyes flickered slightly.

And at this moment, Wu Chi’s form fell once more, reaching the final eighteenth layer of hell—Saw Hell.

Wu Chi’s vision blurred, then he was bound in a sprawling "大" shape at a stake.

"Stinking bald donkey, welcome to the eighteenth layer of hell~"

Zi Yue picked up a frightful, glistening iron saw and stepped forward, placing it at Wu Chi’s crotch from below.

"I’ll serve you well, you just enjoy it..."

The light of faith in Wu Chi’s eyes grew unsteady; barely had he time to speak when Zi Yue was already dragging the saw up and down!

"Mm! Ugh... Ah!!"

Even Wu Chi couldn’t resist as body and spirit were cut inch by inch by the iron saw, trembling and crying out in pain.