Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 894 - Primordial Dragonoid's Might
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 751- I didn't bring money
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 773: Celebration
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
The scarlet-red flames licked a large, black pot. The surrounding walls had all become charred black as a few ghosts fed wood to the flames.
The pot was a dozen metres wide, basically resembling a small pond. It was filled with thick, yellow oil, bubbling away endlessly.
At this moment, a large, blue ghost appeared from the pitch-black walls. He lifted a person high into the air and tossed him into the pot viciously.
With a pop, oil sprayed everywhere. The oil hissed away and surged violently.
The ghosts around the pot fled in a scramble. One of them accidentally got a droplet of oil on him, and he rolled around on the ground, wailing out like he was in great pain. Even his hunched-over figure became twisted.
The blue ghost laughed aloud, finding great delight in these howls of pain.
This was no regular pot of oil, but the first layer of hell’s Minor Hell of Oil Pot. If regular people even got a droplet of oil on them, they could die from the pain.
But strangely enough, he did not hear any howls from within the oil pot. He looked down, and his smile froze.
The criminal who raised a fuss in the Office of Reckoning Mirror and publicly insulted the adjudicator was actually… actually doing laps in the pot!?
When Li Qingshan fell into the oil pot, he was filled with a sense of righteousness. He possessed a dauntless spirit, ready to sacrifice himself for the great cause of revolution. However, as the oil bubbled around him, he did not feel any pain at all.
Hmm? Have I grown numb to the pain?
As a result, he just spread his arms and swam a lap in the pot, but sure enough, it still did not hurt. The oily sensation was slightly bothersome, but the warmth and smoothness did bring him some comfort.
As such, he simply swam away, changing through various different forms like the breaststroke, free style, butterfly, and even the doggy paddle.
He left the blue ghost stunned, while the little ghosts around the pot were dumbfounded.
“What’re you standing here for? Get out of the way! Stop blocking my way!”
At this m
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