Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

He then built a five-by-four frame using round stones, with water flowing down from above. Immediately afterward, the immortal lord poured a bucket of bright red solution onto the edge of the frame.

The solution turned into a deep purple cube with a unique luster when it came into contact with water.

Soon, except for the four corners, the frame was filled with purple cubes, forming a three-dimensional "door" shape, and the rootless water was taken back by the immortal lord.

Immediately afterwards, the Immortal Lord waved his hand, and a flame rose out of thin air, tearing a mysterious rift in the void. Purple light gradually spread out from the center of that "gate".

Around the light, purple particles kept appearing out of thin air and merging into the strange pattern of purple light within the door.

"As expected, the framework is still useful."

Looking at the newly created portal, Bai Li said with satisfaction.

The only noticeable spot is a protruding obsidian block on the side of the portal.

It's been too long since I've made this, and my skills have become a bit rusty.

The Netherworld Gate is completely finished.

Wei Shi must have gone to take Tianhu and the bandits with him. Let's wait and see.

At this moment, Bai Li inadvertently caught a glimpse of Miao Zhiming's nervous appearance and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Zhiming, just tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help you solve it!" Bai Li grinned.

Miao Zhiming hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said slowly, "Young Master Bai, there are carpenters in the city currently making your statue. I was thinking about when to tell you about it."

"I thought it was something serious." Bai Li waved his hand dismissively and said unhurriedly, "Let them do it. If they want to do it, then let them do it."

From the moment he admitted that he was an immortal, Bai Li was mentally prepared, including the fact that his statue would be worshipped.

Seeing Bai Xianjun say this, Miao Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief. He looked curiously at the "door" that was flashing with purple light, pondering in his heart.

Since Bai Xianjun doesn't care, it means that the reason why he and Wei Shi were summoned was not because of the statue. So the only possibility is this "gate" in front of them.

Moreover, they even summoned the Heavenly Tiger and the bandits, which is probably related to this sect.

I wonder what's so special about this door?

"Young Master Bai, may I be so bold as to ask, what is the purpose of this celestial object?" Miao Zhiming asked, bowing respectfully.

"Through this portal, you can go directly to the lower realm," Bai Li said, his eyes gleaming. "Of course, you could also call it Hell!"

"Hell? What, hell?!"

Miao Zhiming didn't react at first, until later, he suddenly looked up, his eyes immediately filled with astonishment and a hint of fear.

Hell and the underworld—a difference of only one word, yet vastly different.

The eighteen levels of hell are the underworld places used to punish sinful ghosts.

Tongue pulling, scissors, iron tree, mirror of evil, steamer, copper pillar, mountain of knives, ice mountain, oil cauldron, cattle pit, stone pressing, mortar and pestle, blood pool, wrongful death, crucifixion, volcano, stone mill, saw.

Each level of punishment corresponds to the sinner's actions in life, but without exception, they are all extremely painful.

After learning its true purpose, and seeing the purple dazzling light again, he felt a sense of fear and subconsciously pulled Liu Er a few steps closer to Bai Xianjun.

"Brother Zhiming, don't be afraid, the boss is here!" Liu Er said sincerely.

Yes, Bai Xianjun is still here, what do I have to worry about? As long as I haven't done anything wrong, even if I go in, Bai Xianjun will pull me out, right?

Miao Zhiming swallowed hard, trying to calm himself down.

He then understood why Wei Shi had been allowed to bring the Heavenly Tiger and the bandits.

This is so that those evil people will experience hell while they are still alive!

I wonder which level of hell this gate to hell leads to.

Miao Zhiming secretly moved behind Bai Li, until Bai Xianjun stood between him and the Gate of Hell, before he felt relieved.

Soon, Wei Shi led his men, including Shang Tianhu, who was wearing a hat and looked weak, and another bandit.

"Immortal Lord Bai, I was wrong! Please give me a chance to reform! I beg you, Immortal Lord Bai!" The bandit cried, his face contorted with grief. He tried to kneel down, but the militiamen beside him pulled him back.

Bai Li didn't take his words seriously.

Crocodile tears are not worthy of sympathy.

Some people have a chance to change, but others are destined to die.

If apologies are enough, what's the point of having police?

If I weren't there, they would just laugh wildly. Their crying and begging for mercy are just because they were caught red-handed and are afraid of punishment.

"You pockmarked coward, I spit on you!" Shangtianhu spat at the bandit with disdain, speaking rapidly, "Anyway, after doing so many bad things, even if you were reincarnated, you'd already be a beast. What's there to be afraid of? At worst, I'll just go to hell. Anyway, I've already killed so many people, I've already made a profit! This guy, does he deserve to be called an immortal? If he had come sooner, those people... sob sob sob."

Before he could finish speaking, the militiamen next to him quickly covered his mouth.

"You son of a bitch, you've been up there for so many days and you still can't behave yourself, how dare you!" The militiaman muttered under his breath, his face dark, wishing he could give this tiger a good beating.

Miao Zhiming and his group also stared angrily at the Heavenly Tiger.

It's one thing to insult them, but to dare to insult the Immortal Lord? How dare you?

"Immortal Lord Bai, you saw it, he cursed me. I have a long-standing feud with him, and now we are irreconcilable enemies. I am no longer on his side. I didn't say anything!" The bandit hurriedly distanced himself from Shangtianhu.

Well, Biwu Town can still hold on. After staying in the sky for so long, it's only been a few days and they can still curse.

"Seeing that you're still so stubborn, I'm relieved," Bai Li said nonchalantly, smiling at him. "I have to say, you're quite interesting. You're so arrogant, your nickname is well-deserved. Now you're eager to go to hell."

"Since you've put it that way, fine, I'll grant your wish!"

"Wei Shi, push him into that purple light. Be careful not to touch it!" Bai Li instructed Wei Shi. "Also, tie this live chicken to it too."

Is hell the eighteen levels of hell I imagined?

"Understood!" Wei Shiqiang suppressed his surprise, exchanged a glance with another militiaman, and together they suppressed the rebellious Shangtianhu into the purple light.

"Here's a piece of advice: if you don't want to die later, once you're inside, step out of this obsidian first, and then enter the portal!"

"Also, bring the chicken back, or I'll throw it back in too." Bai Li said sincerely to the Sky Tiger, who was struggling and twisting in the purple light.

Finally, I wish you a pleasant journey to hell.