Chapter 637

"Izanagi?"

In the audience, Dorothy was also stunned when she heard the words of King Yanluo, and she couldn't help but look at Qing Xingdeng on the side.

According to the monster lady, when the three noble children Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo were born, they had already divided and eaten the power of Izanagi, the former main god of the Japanese islands, causing him to gradually begin to decline.

Originally, everyone thought that this ambitious immortal seemed to have become a thing of the past, but now it seems that this guy still has the possibility of lifting the coffin lid and rising again.

The Home Witch immediately became slightly vigilant. If this were any other matter, she might not have paid much attention, but this matter actually had something to do with her. After all, Izanagi's target of ambition seemed to be her.

Although even now, Dorothy still felt that her "Saint's Aptitude" seemed to have been destined, but no matter what she thought, others seemed to really believe it. So, naturally, if Izanagi really lifted the coffin lid and rose again, then the Home Witch's situation would be slightly unfavorable.

Of course, this matter actually wasn't that urgent, after all...

Dorothy peeked at the good sister beside her, and then looked at the two little ones beside her good sister.

Hmm, what is absolute security? This is it.

There is no protection more reassuring than this configuration.

As long as she doesn't feel ashamed to shout "Sister, I'm scared," let alone one Izanagi, even if a dozen Izanagis came, they wouldn't be able to touch a single hair of hers.

It's just that if possible, Dorothy still didn't want to trouble her good sister to intervene. After all, her good sister might not feel annoyed, but if she, who is already lazy by nature, were to be pampered by her sister like this, she would probably soon degenerate into a useless person who couldn't do anything without her good sister.

Although if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to matter if she really becomes like that; this good sister can really support her forever. But after all, she still has a fifty-year agreement with Mother, so she can't just keep shouting "Sister, save me" embarrassingly when facing Mother's lord battle, right?

No, the result of that would be nothing more than changing from being arranged by Mother to being arranged by Sister.

Dorothy, oh Dorothy, you must never be so discouraged. Have you forgotten your ideal of dominating your own life and establishing a "Ten Thousand Nations Territory"?

The Home Witch reflected on herself like this.

However, just in case, she still quietly asked Qing Xingdeng.

"Miss Qing Xingdeng, what kind of strength does that Izanagi have?"

Although the immortal civilization of the Eastern Universe is older and stronger than the four major disaster civilizations of the Western Universe, it doesn't mean that every immortal is stronger than a witch.

There are differences in height and strength among immortals, it's just that the lower limit of immortals is very high, and the upper limit is even higher.

It is said that beings who can be called immortals have at least the level of a titled Great Witch among witches, which is very scary. After all, a titled Great Witch already belongs to the middle-to-upper level in the Witch World.

And the strongest among immortals are the omniscient and omnipotent saints, let alone that.

Izanagi should belong to the middle-to-upper level among the immortals. After all, if he were too weak, he couldn't be entrusted with important tasks, and if he were too strong, he couldn't accept this kind of character who is equivalent to a disguised exile.

"Returning to the Saint, Izanagi was probably at the True Immortal realm before."

The monster lady answered hurriedly, and then she sensibly gave the Saint a simple introduction to the levels of immortals.

If divided purely according to Taoist practice, immortals are divided into three levels from low to high: Human Immortal, True Immortal, and Jin Xian.

Human Immortals are generally called XX True Men, which is the lowest level among immortals.

True Immortals are generally called XX True Monarchs, which are already the backbone of immortals.

Golden Immortals are already the upper level among immortals, and their titles are generally XX Emperor Monarch, XX Saint Monarch, XX Immortal Monarch, etc.

Converting to witch ranks, Human Immortals are titled Great Witches, True Immortals are Peak Witches, and Golden Immortals are Sage level.

Just as the Three Kings actually belong to the Sage level, there are differences among Golden Immortals, and the supreme among Golden Immortals is called Daluo.

Daluo Jin Xian refers to the Sages, also known as Heavenly Venerables.

Just as Dorothy guessed before, Izanagi's strength is indeed only in the middle-to-upper level among the immortals.

Of course, considering that general immortals of the same level are likely to be stronger than witches, let's temporarily treat Izanagi as a leader among Peak Witches.

"He's much weaker than I imagined, and it doesn't seem like he's very difficult to deal with. There's absolutely no need for good sister to appear."

After figuring out Izanagi's strength, Dorothy thought so.

Although she herself is only a little witch with magic power close to 50,000 Mana, the vision that far exceeds her real strength makes the Home Witch a bit inflated, and she doesn't even take top-level Peak Witches very seriously anymore.

However, she isn't really aiming too high, but has some confidence.

After all, who isn't a True Monarch?

She, the Namo Great Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, can also be the True Monarch of Equality and Salvation for all sentient beings, okay?

The three realms of Buddhism are Arhat, Bodhisattva, and Buddha, and the Bodhisattva realm just happens to correspond to the True Monarch realm.

The realms of the two are similar. What Dorothy lacks is nothing more than some immortal power, but she has the Senior-brand power bank in hand. Cultivation? It's just a number.

Moreover, she has the lack of heaven here, isn't Izanagi also lacking earth there?

The Three Noble Children once divided most of the power of this ancestor of the Japanese islands. Now, even if Izanagi doesn't know what method he used to survive, his strength is far from recovered.

Dorothy loves playing this kind of "patient game" the most.

Moreover, she has many people here, okay? Even if she doesn't call good sister, Dorothy still has her dear Inquisitor colleagues by her side, and she can call people at any time.

Hmm, when dealing with such ambitious people, there is no need for everyone to talk about any Jianghu morality; they can completely fight side by side.

Thinking of this, the Home Witch not only stopped panicking, but even became a little eager to try.

However, she is not the only one who is eager to try; King Yanluo on the stage is even more anxious than her.

She inherited her mother's power and memories, and also undertook her mother's karma. The biggest taboo in immortal cultivation is karma.

With the talent of the Four Seasons Yama, she should have stepped into the Jin Xian (Sage) realm long ago, but because the revenge for her mother's betrayal has not been avenged, her state of mind is not complete, and she has been stuck here.

And now, her father, whom she has been waiting for for many years, has finally shown his flaws. No one should fight with her for this; the first knife must be given to her to stab first.

At the moment, Lord Yama fully urged her power. Under her spiritual will, He Mao Zhongxing soon couldn't hold on and was about to tell the truth.

However...

"You wish, I can't betray Lord, my Japanese islands will surely rise."

Seeing that he could no longer resist, the great Onmyoji gritted his teeth, and after leaving such a sentence, he prepared to perform the Japanese tradition.

Although there is no short sword for him to commit seppuku now, he can self-destruct his soul.

It's just...

It can only be said that because of the rule that the dead on the Japanese islands cannot be resurrected, the Japanese witches do not have enough understanding of the power of the Netherworld. The souls of witches have never belonged to themselves, but belong to the Netherworld.

This Japanese Huang Quan is also the same.

If Yama wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

Similarly, if Yama wants you to die at the fifth watch, then no matter how you toss at the third watch, your last breath must be hung until the fifth watch.

The great power of the Netherworld protects all witch souls. This should have been a mechanism to prevent witch souls from being enslaved by foreign races after death. Using it for serious business is protection, and using it in reverse is also a kind of torture.

Therefore, seeing that the violent power on He Mao Zhongxing's soul body was about to erupt, except for Iblu Yongyi and Qing Xingdeng, who also didn't understand the rules of the Netherworld, were a little nervous, everyone else was very calm.

On the stage, the little Lord Yama was also angered to laughter by this sinner's soul. She stretched out her beautiful little hand and then clenched it.

Suddenly, He Mao Zhongxing's soul body, which was about to explode like an inflated balloon, was grasped by an invisible great power. Then the invisible hand tightened, and the inflated He Mao Zhongxing was beaten back to his original shape again.

"This is impossible..."

Such a change was really beyond the imagination of the great Onmyoji. He widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

"Stubborn, come here, take him into the Eight Hot Hells to refresh his mind."

Lord Yama said with a grin.

She likes people with hard mouths the most. This Huang Quan Hell is very boring, so preaching and punishment are her few interests.

She likes to preach to souls who repent, and she also likes to punish stubborn souls.

Thus, as Lord Yama's voice fell, accompanied by two tall evil ghost Yin-errands stepping forward, the two clamped He Mao Zhongxing's soul body from left and right.

This great Onmyoji naturally wouldn't just be captured like this. He really wanted to resist, but at this moment his soul body was no longer driven by him, and he had no power to resist at all, so he was lifted up by the two Yin-errands like a chicken.

Dorothy, who was on the side, also got excited when she saw this. She had been waiting for this for so long.

Her main purpose in coming to Huang Quan this time was to let Iblu Yongyi see what kind of hellish punishment her enemy would receive, and to witness the retribution that belongs to vicious people.

Of course, she was also quite curious about what this Huang Quan Hell looked like. It is said that it is even more brutal than the torture department of the Inquisitorial Court, and she had already seen the torture department. Now she wanted to see how brutal the real hell scene was.

However, what surprised her was that the two Yin-errand ghost soldiers didn't directly drag the great Onmyoji's soul out of the hall, but in this hall, a long scroll of ancient painting in the style of Japanese Ukiyo-e was unfolded.

In that long scroll of ancient painting, many hell scenes were painted.

If divided from the center of the ancient painting, the hell in the painting is divided into two halves: the left half is the Fire Hell, and the right half is the Ice Hell.

And if divided from the vertical column, the two hells on the left and right in the painting can be divided into eight layers.

This is a bit different from the eighteen layers of hell in Dorothy's memory.

"Why only eight layers? Shouldn't it be eighteen layers?"

The Home Witch was a little puzzled, but before she could ask, the monster lady beside her had already explained via sound transmission.

"Returning to the Saint, the Japanese Hell is different from our Shanhai Shenzhou Hell. This is another kind of hell in Buddhism, called the Eight Hot Hells and the Eight Cold Hells."

"These Eight Hot Hells are respectively the Equal Life Hell, the Black Rope Hell, the Gathering Hell, the Crying Hell, the Great Crying Hell, the Scorching Hell, the Great Scorching Hell, and the Avici Hell."

"The Eight Cold Hells are respectively the Arbuda Hell, the Nirarbuda Hell, the Atata Hell, the Hahava Hell, the Huhuva Hell, the Utpala Hell, the Padma Hell, and the Mahapadma Hell."

The saying of hell originated from Buddhism. Miss Qing Xingdeng was very knowledgeable about this. With the popular science of the monster lady, Dorothy learned a lot of knowledge.

And when she looked at the hell Ukiyo-e again, she already understood in her heart.

The entire Eight Hot Hells are covered by the flames of hell. When prisoners enter the prison, they will accept various scorching fire punishments. Every layer down, the pain is twenty times that of the previous layer, and the sentence of the soul entering the prison will also be doubled.

And it is not just the pain of flame burning. In this hell, there are vicious ghost tribes who will torture you in various ways, including sword slashing, hammer forging, mountain collision, copper juice pouring, and wolf-tooth club lower body piercing, etc., terrifying punishments that people dare not look at more.

And the Eight Cold Hells are wrapped in solid ice and severe cold. In this hell, there are no Yin-errand ghost tribes to torture you, but this does not mean that the horror here is much easier than the Eight Hot Hells next door.

On the contrary, there are no ghost soldiers here simply because the horror here no longer needs to set up ghost soldiers, or rather, the Yin-errand ghost soldiers cannot endure the pain here.

Sinners thrown into these Eight Cold Hells cannot wear clothes and need to be naked to feel the extreme cold that can even freeze the soul.

First layer, sinners will be frozen all over with blisters.

Second layer, sinners will be frozen until their blisters crack.

Third layer, sinners can no longer speak, only their tongues can barely make a sound.

Fourth layer, sinners can no longer move their tongues, only their lips can barely make a buzzing sound.

Fifth layer, sinners can no longer move their lips, only barely hear the airflow in their throats.

Sixth layer, sinners' skin is torn, and from a distance, it looks like a blooming blue lotus flower.

Seventh layer, sinners are frozen until their flesh is wide open, and from a distance, it looks like a blooming red lotus flower.

Eighth layer, sinners have completely lost their original shape, leaving only a charming big red lotus flower on the spot.

Dorothy just looked at this hell Ukiyo-e, and her body had already begun to feel faint phantom pain. She is most afraid of pain.

Not to mention that her sensitivity to space-time attributes also made her keenly feel that this painting is also a space-time prop, and the world in this painting is self-contained.

The two tall evil ghosts just pressed He Mao Zhongxing's soul in front of the scroll, and then, no matter how terrified the great Onmyoji's eyes were, they ruthlessly threw him into the painting.

Subsequently, miserable wails that almost exceeded the limits of human imagination came from the scroll.

Dorothy is kind-hearted, how can she watch this? She hurriedly covered her face with her five fingers spread, and then looked through the gaps between her fingers.

Oh my god, miserable, this is really miserable.

However, hell has its own sentence, and the unit of sentence is different from ordinary human time.

The first hell sentence is five hundred hell years.

And fifty human years is one day in the immortal world, and five hundred immortal years is one day in hell.

Thirty days is one month, twelve months is one year, so if these five hundred hell years are converted into human time...

Hiss...

The Home Witch calculated, and couldn't help but gasp.

Oh my god, the Inquisitorial Court is indeed too conservative compared to the real hell. I hope this great Onmyoji is okay, Dimen.

..... Witch praying......