Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Li Qingshan’s chest heated up. The alcohol seemed to be burning in his belly. After such a lengthy journey, the warrior was approaching the final battlefield!
“Old brother A’pang, how do we go to the very depths of Avīci?”
Ox-headed A’pang asked, “Kid, are you afraid of suffering?”
Li Qingshan nodded. “I’m afraid of suffering the most! I’m afraid of pain and death too. What’re you asking that for?”
Ox-headed A’pang gazed at him with some surprise. “You sure are honest.”
Li Qingshan let out a simple smile. “I don’t really have any upsides. I’m just honest.”
“Alright! Then I’ll take you and infiltrate the eighteenth layer of hell.” Ox-headed A’pang seemed like he was ready to embrace death.
“Will it be dangerous?”
“There’ll be some risks. After all, the Hell realm has the Ten Courts of Yanluo and the Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva. If we accidentally give ourselves away, everything will be over.”
Li Qingshan said in thought, “No, that’s too dangerous. That comes completely down to luck. Is there any other way?”
Ox-headed A’pang gazed at his face. Even after hearing about Kṣitigarbha, he did not panic at all, only becoming much more cautious. He could not help but admire him. This kid who was afraid of suffering, pain, and death just happened to have a dauntless spirit, advancing valiantly, never to turn around.
“There is another path, but it’s filled with suffering.”
“Let’s hear it then.” Li Qingshan smiled. “I might be afraid of suffering, but that doesn’t mean I don’t even have the courage to hear it out.”
“I’ll deliver you to the underworld as Le Tian, and you’ll be able to mingle among the wretched ghosts so that the adjudicator banishes you to the eighteenth layer of hell.”
“I see.”
Li Qingshan nodded in thought. The former was without a doubt a shortcut. With Ox-headed A’pang leading the way, he only needed to follow along, and that was enough. However, the latter meant he had to wade through the numerous hells and face the tortures. The pain involved went without saying.
“So be it. Let’s not go with t
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