Supreme Star Card Master

Chapter 1753: Chapter 1322: Spread (Part 2)

”Hehehe, hahaha...”

Zi Yue’s face is flushed, her eyes filled with excitement, as she frantically saws with a knife, splitting Wu Chi bit by bit amidst his suppressible screams of agony!

Finally, until the last strand of scalp is sawn through, completely splitting Wu Chi in two.

”Ah... what a delight~”

Zi Yue’s hand is splattered with blood, but she excitably licks the corner of her mouth.

Spirit Light flashes on Wu Chi’s body, restoring him back to his original state; his complexion pale, his gaze dim, his entire body trembling and convulsing uncontrollably, clearly the indescribable agony of the saw is etched deeply into his heart.

Zi Yue chuckles as she picks up the saw again and approaches.

Wu Chi’s gaze trembles, and he can’t even manage to speak; he can only continuously recite the Buddhist Scripture.

”The Eighteen Hells, I just need to endure the final torment, and I can surpass this technique.”

”Merciful Buddha, help me through this technique and escape the sea of suffering.”

”...”

Wu Chi attempts to reinforce his belief, yet unexpectedly, the unimaginable pain does not arrive.

Zi Yue puts down the iron saw and, with a smile, says to Wu Chi, ”Indeed, if you pass the eighteenth layer of hell, you can walk away unharmed, but you cannot break open my Extreme Evil Hell.”

With a flick of Zi Yue’s hand, as Spirit Light flickers, layers of hell appear, revealing the other Blue Sea people suffering in various parts of hell.

”You can leave, but they cannot... If you want to save them, then join me in the Infinite Hell.”

”In Infinite Hell, I’ll accompany you through each layer of hell again, except that the pain in each layer will be ten times greater than before.”

”If you can endure longer than me, you can break open this technique, or even kill me directly~”

”Of course, if not, then you might be directly killed by me...”

Wu Chi’s expression stalls slightly, staring at the smiling Zi Yue in front, his eyes flickering, but he doesn’t speak.

In fact, upon reaching the eighteenth layer, Wu Chi had already sensed the ”Infinite Hell” below.

Wu Chi intentionally ignored it, but didn’t expect Zi Yue to explain directly.

Wu Chi is very clear; just reaching this eighteenth layer of hell, he is almost at his limit—risking himself into the Infinite Hell to save others?

Odds are high it would be a one-way trip!

However...

The doctrine of the Bodhi Sect is about saving all beings; Wu Chi, if he believes in the doctrine, must choose to enter Infinite Hell to rescue others after passing the saw hell.

But if he does not enter Infinite Hell, it would mean betraying his faith, and naturally, he cannot maintain his mental resolve, which might even cause his Cultivation to regress.

So, only one choice remains for Wu Chi...

That is to stop here, self-destruct in this final layer of hell.

”Amitabha Buddha.” Wu Chi raises his head to look at Zi Yue, the pain, distress, and tension on his face suddenly dissipate, leaving only an unprecedented calm expression, ”Still, you have a higher magic.”

Saying this, a large area of Purple Fire ignites on Wu Chi’s body with a swish, and in no time, he vanishes in the firelight.

”That bald donkey...” The last look of Wu Chi’s appearance emerges in Zi Yue’s heart, her eyes slightly narrowing, ”Quite interesting, isn’t it, hehehe.”

Zi Yue’s smile curls at the corners of her mouth again, opening her mouth to absorb the Spiritual Energy from the Purple Fire, deepening the purple in her eyes.

”Not bad, not bad, even though he wasn’t killed, this mouthful of purity equates to ten people~”

Zi Yue feels her Strength continuously increasing; at this rate, she might devour all enemies with Extreme Evil Hell!

In ordinary times, she couldn’t possibly do it alone, but now, with Gui assisting her... it’s different.

Zi Yue raises her eyes, gazing into the eighteen layers of hell, sweeping her gaze over newly drawn people into the Extreme Evil Hell, finally landing her gaze on Mu Kexian, dressed in white robes.

At this moment, Mu Kexian has even surpassed the initial group to arrive, surpassing several Arhats, reaching the eleventh layer—the Stone Pressing Hell.

”So fast?” Zi Yue is slightly surprised, then chuckles, ”No wonder I fancy him, little beauty~”

In the Stone Pressing Hell.

Nine iron chains tugging at a rugged giant stone of a hundred zhang in size.

Below the giant stone, there’s a water pool.

Mu Kexian is bound in the water pool, continuously suffering from drowning as he watches through the water’s surface at the nine iron chains holding the shaky hundred-zhang giant stone above.

At this moment, accompanied by ”clang, clang, clang...” sounds, the nine iron chains break one after another.

Bound in the water pool, Mu Kexian can only stare as the iron chains holding the giant stone break one by one, until the last chain snaps, and the hundred-zhang stone crashes down...

”Boom!”

The ground trembles, half of the giant stone submerging into the water.

Below, Mu Kexian, enduring the agony of being crushed, body shattering, numerous blood streaming forth from the pool water...

”Splash!”

Then, nine iron chains emerge, entangle the giant stone, gradually hoisting it back up.

Below, the pool water ripples, Mu Kexian resurfacing intact beneath the undulating waves, watching the hundred-zhang giant stone again hanging high, unsure when it would crash down again...

Compared to the brutal impact pain, the fear and torment before the punishment seem far more severe. This is the true terror of Stone Pressing Hell.

Yet within the pool, Mu Kexian’s expression remains icy cold; there isn’t a hint of tension or fear in his eyes.

Zi Yue curiously watches Mu Kexian: ”Path of Indifference, so without fear? No wonder he quickly reached this layer.

However, in Extreme Evil Hell, indifference is both an advantage and a disadvantage; even if this layer does not stop her, without desire or obsession, how long can she sustain?”

With a thought, Zi Yue causes the nine chains to break again, the hundred-zhang giant stone falling fiercely again...

”Boom!” The entire water pool shatters, ground crumbles, Mu Kexian is directly crushed into the next layer of hell, landing inside a container ten zhang tall.

At the bottom inside the container, Mu Kexian stands up, glances around the ”walls,” smooth and curved, unable to walk out before sliding back to the bottom.

”Looks like, it resembles a stone mortar used for pounding food ingredients.”

After examining briefly, Mu Kexian lifts his snowy neck, calmly gazing upward.

”Since inside a ’stone mortar,’ what should greet me is ’pounding food ingredients’...”

But overhead darkens; a broad, rounded iron pestle held by a gigantic Zi Yue, casting a perverted smile glances at Mu Kexian, then raises the iron pestle, thrusting down fiercely at Mu Kexian’s head!

”Boom!”

Metal and stone collide, flesh bursts.

Mu Kexian only feels an incredibly intense pain throbbing from every part of his body, as if being blasted, smashed apart, losing control over his body, yet in spirit, he can vividly feel every inch of flesh transmitting pain from head to toe.

”Boom, boom, boom...!”

The thick iron pestle continues pounding in the stone mortar, amidst the sounds of metal and stone clashing, mixed with the sound of Mu Kexian’s body from complete to shattered, then bit by bit finely ground...

After what seems an endless time, the increasingly muddled, viscous thudding sound finally halts, as the pestle rises, leaving only meat paste filling the bottom inside the stone mortar.

”Ahh, already turned to mush~”

Zi Yue laughs, casually discards this stone mortar, fetching a new stone mortar from beside.

And previously ground into meat paste, Mu Kexian, with Spirit Light flashing, reappears once again at the bottom of the new stone mortar, body slightly trembling, the light in his eyes dims slightly.