Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

Chapter 229 Hell is your final destination

The balance of Yin and Yang has been broken.

This was the first time Tieguai Li had heard this news.

It's normal that he's completely unaware of the world's situation since he's just arrived with the destined mission of sealing the water demon.

But what's terrifying is that this was even more shocking than his defeat.

Normally, if he loses, he can simply bear the consequences himself.

But when the balance of Yin and Yang is broken, the consequences will extend far beyond just him.

"Who did it? Who could have done it?" Tieguai Li stubbornly asked.

He didn't think these demons in front of him had the ability or skill to do so.

Even though they are already very powerful, their power is still based on balanced code.

“Indeed.” Zhou Lan nodded with a smile. “We couldn’t do it, but your teammate did. We should really thank him.”

After saying that, Zhou Lan shook her head with a hint of helplessness, as if sighing that Lope had left in too much of a hurry.

Only now has Tieguai Li finally given up completely.

Everyone here is top-notch, there's no need for him to cheat, especially since he's already lost and has no power to resist.

He couldn't help but shake his head, a bitter look on his face, and sighed, "It's fate, it's destiny."

"This is your era, so be it." Tieguai Li spread his arms, clearly resigned to his fate.

"You have no choice!" the Holy Lord said in a deep voice, reaching out his hand towards Tieguai Li. A magic spell shot from his hand and landed on Tieguai Li.

“The affairs of this world are nothing more than give and take, you seem to take it all in stride.” Zhou Lan said softly, casting a spell on Tieguai Li.

Having successfully avenged herself, Basha spread her hands, then clasped them together and struck out, releasing the same spell.

Three beams of light descended upon Tieguai Li from different directions, causing his face to fill with horror.

"What...is this?" He tried to twist his body, but he was firmly trapped in the light of the spell and could not break free.

“I’ve said it before, you’re not as lucky as your colleagues.”

Zhou Lan chuckled softly, and the three demons increased their magical output.

Enveloped in light, Tieguai Li's physical body and power gradually vanished. This process was not painful, like shedding an outer garment.

After a moment, only the essence remains.

His physical body was obliterated by the curse, leaving only the essence of his soul suspended in the air, devoid of all power.

With the balance of yin and yang no longer needed to be considered, the demons no longer needed to leave anything for the immortal gods.

Of course, instead of eliminating them, choosing to let the already powerless opponent occupy a righteous position is still the most perfect option.

This can cause the recovery of vital energy to be delayed for an extremely long time.

This was Zhou Lan's idea, and the Holy Lord and Basha wholeheartedly agreed with it.

Righteousness now is like two lions fighting for territory; the losing lion is battered and bruised and struggling to survive.

The immortal god that should have been its fangs and claws still exists, but in a cumbersome form.

A moment later, Tieguai Li was finally stripped of all but his essence, and he floated alone in the air.

The magic from the three demons placed a new binding spell on him, preventing him from being free even in his soul form.

Only after doing all this did the three demons stop.

“Throw him into hell, and I will make him experience the same torment and suffering as I have!” Basha shouted fiercely.

“Of course.” Zhou Lan agreed with a smile, then turned her gaze to Tieguai Li, “I know you’re curious about where your former colleagues have gone.”

"Don't worry, I'll take you to see them right away." Zhou Lan glanced at the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord nodded slightly in response.

The next second, an inverted scroll opened from bottom to top, and the twisted red vortex was the gateway to hell.

This wasn't the first time the Holy Lord had done something like this; he was quite adept at it.

The constraints imposed by the annals of history have long been broken through through revisions, and the curse sealing one's path to hell can now be activated as usual.

Tieguai Li's figure was drawn by the vortex and dragged toward the Gates of Hell.

He lost his power and was locked inside the sphere of light within the imprisoning magic array, utterly powerless to resist.

In Tieguai Li's eyes, the world changed from dark to blood red. His face was expressionless as he stared blankly at the blood-red hell filling his eye sockets.

He never imagined that one day, this place, which existed to seal away demons, would become his final resting place.

Although he had lost completely, perhaps he should put up a fight at this point, and such a thought couldn't help but pop into Tieguai Li's mind.

His soul trembled, struggling to rush in the opposite direction.

But the moment the soul stirred, a wave of resistance surged forth.

The binding spell cast by the three demons, far surpassing their peak power, was specifically designed to target his current form.

Not to mention now, even in the past, he would never have been able to escape.

With nothing to rely on, there was no way to resist.

Tieguai Li could only watch as the blood-red vortex swallowed him up, and an extremely cold and chilling feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

Crossing the boundary between the human world and hell, he felt a blur before his eyes, and then a brand new world appeared before him.

Hell, without a doubt.

There is no sky above, no earth below, only scattered stone platforms silently suspended in the center.

This is a place of suffering specially set up by the eight immortal gods in ancient times for those eight demons.

Now it's his turn to enjoy it.

As soon as he entered, Tieguai Li felt completely drowsy, as if he were being pressed down in his sleep, and a sense of powerlessness overwhelmed him.

The sky, the earth, and all directions remain unchanged. This state has been the same in the past, and it will remain unchanged now, and even millions of years from now.

This was his first time being sealed here, and he already felt extremely uncomfortable.

This discomfort has nothing to do with pain or physical discomfort.

It acts on the spirit and essence.

Like a leaf being meticulously gnawed by ants, it can only watch its strength gradually diminish and be devoured, witnessing its own decline, but it has no strength left to resist.

Floating in the boundless, blood-red hell, Tieguai Li's soul is imprisoned in a ball of magical light.

Time is not recorded here; unless you specifically count it, no one knows exactly how much time has passed.

From his initial struggle to his eventual silence and helplessness, was the interval between these events a minute or a year?

Tieguai Li didn't know.

All he knew was that, despite all this torment, he hadn't changed a single bit from where he had started.

Is it tough?

A voice suddenly came from behind him, startling him.

"You know, you've only just come in..."

The voice, initially low, gradually grew angry, eventually becoming thunderous, so loud that Tieguai Li dared not turn around.

"But do you know what we..."

"...How long have you been in here!"

Chapter 230 Let's Welcome the Newcomers

The torments of hell were already felt by Tieguai Li as soon as he entered.

Long before him, the demons had already been tortured here for a very, very long time.

So, who else could be behind this voice now?

He was just one of the first to arrive here, an enemy he had looked down upon in the past.

A demon, nothing more.

Tieguai Li slowly turned around, looked at the Heavenly Demon Ximu in front of him, and couldn't help but show a bitter smile.

west Mu landed on a stone platform behind Tieguai Li, a wicked smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed on him.

Tieguai Li looked bewildered and helpless, while Ximu seemed to have spotted his prey.

"Newcomer, you've finally arrived."

Ximu flapped his wings, disappeared from Tieguai Li's sight for a moment, and then rushed in from the side, arriving in front of the ball of light that bound him.

“Your soul is so small, so weak,” Ximu whispered with satisfaction.

With his soul imprisoned within the sphere of magical light, Tieguai Li was much smaller than Ximu in both strength and size.

"When you sealed us away, did you ever imagine that you too would taste this bitterness?!"

Another voice rang out, and Tieguai Li instinctively turned his head to look.

Lightning flashed, illuminating another figure on the distant stone platform—robust and violent.

The Thunder Demon Zhong Su, who appeared to be in better condition than the others, held aloft a spear formed from lightning and stared menacingly at them.

"Tens of thousands of years of torment await you; your future will never be better than ours."

Suddenly, Tieguai Li felt a force of attraction, and the wind blew him toward a certain direction.

A dizzying sensation followed, and he opened his eyes to find himself in the hands of the Wind Demon, Howling Wind.

"Hmph, the future? I want him to suffer right now!" the Earth Demon Earth Demon roared in a muffled voice.

"No, I can't!" Tieguai Li opened his mouth wide, trying his best to refute.

He foresaw something even more terrible than what he had initially imagined.

How could the demons who had suffered under him so easily banish him to hell?

Now, they have all appeared.

"Everyone, let's welcome the newcomer!" west Mu said in a sinister tone, and Tieguai Li couldn't detect the slightest hint of welcome in his voice.

"A new toy is better than nothing," Xiaofeng said, turning his head away.

Caught in his palm, Tieguai Li was filled with horror and panic.

The wear and tear of hell alone was enough to cause him immense suffering.

Those who establish punishments and prisons will never know exactly how these things torment people.

Only by experiencing it firsthand can one truly understand its flavor.

Tieguai Li now understands this principle, but it is too late.

“You…you can’t do this. I’m just a soul now, trapped in your brothers’ curse…I’m so vulnerable right now,” Tieguai Li murmured.

Whether it is strength or wisdom, the wear and tear of hell is the same for everyone.

But for him, to be honest, the situation was even worse.

He had lost his power and his physical form, and went to prison in the form of a soul.

The erosive power of hell acted on him faster and more terrifyingly than on others.

“Don’t be afraid, old man.” Ximu took Tieguai Li’s soul. “You will be fine, and you will not die. You will just become an idiot faster than your companions.”

Ximu carried Tieguai Li and flew up to a high place.

He pointed to the other demons and said, "Look, we are actually all kind of people who respect the elderly and care for the young, so you can rest assured."

He stroked the orb of light for a while and whispered, "I sensed the power of Cursed Blue, Holy Lord, and Basha. It looks like you just encountered them."

Ximu's tone carried a chilling "gentleness": "We won't do anything to you, just like I said, we respect the elderly and care for the young, but..."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled.