Chapter 1286: Cast into the eighteen hells, the opportunity to comprehend the source Great Dao supernatural power

"Father, no!"

Hearing Emperor Donghua's words, Yuan Che's face changed suddenly.

She knew how terrifying the eighteen hells were.

That was the heaviest punishment of the Immortal Court.

In the face of such punishment, even death was a gift.

The eighteen hells were filled with endless sin and blood calamities.

Each layer was a great torture.

Ordinary people couldn't even support the first few layers.

Although in Yuan Che's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao's background was mysterious,

it was impossible for him to survive in the eighteen hells.

"Heh... you brought this on yourself."

The True Monarch Haotian had a cold look.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was almost a dead man.

"Father, if you want to cast Yu Lang into the eighteen hells, then banish me together!"

Yuan Che lost her composure for the first time and roared.

She had always been a good girl and didn't make her father difficult.

But Jun Xiaoyao was the first person to make her young girl's heart flutter.

He was also the first man to leave a mark on her heart.

She could not accept this result.

And Jun Xiaoyao himself was very calm.

A trace of thought flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Afterward, he said,

"If I can give Princess Yuan Che the freedom to choose her own marriage, then what does it matter if I am cast into the eighteen hells?"

It had to be said that Jun Xiaoyao's skill in flirting with girls was truly maxed out.

Hearing this, Yuan Che's heart was about to break.

And the True Monarch Haotian on the side saw this scene, his face also extremely cold.

Although he hadn't awakened Di Haotian's own consciousness,

he also noticed that this man in white seemed to want to leave a deep impression on Yuan Che.

Unknowingly, Yuan Che had fallen.

But to be honest, even if it were any other woman, she absolutely could not resist Jun Xiaoyao's charm at this moment.

That kind of freedom to die for the one you love was enough to capture any woman's heart.

"Since that is the case, then I will fulfill your wish."

Emperor Donghua extended a blurry giant hand.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that this hand was like the sky, suppressing him.

Instantly, heaven and earth seemed to be overturned.

Before Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, everything was chaotic.

Afterward, he felt like a bird with broken wings,

falling and falling continuously.

Later, the surroundings turned into a world of blood and magma.

He was cast into the eighteen hells.

The eighteen hells, as the most terrifying punishment of the Immortal Court,

each layer was unbearable and would cause endless pain.

Such as the Iron Tree Hell, the Mirror of Sin Hell, the Steamer Hell, the Mountain of Knives Hell, the Oil Pot Hell, etc.

These punishments were fundamentally not something ordinary cultivators could endure.

Only true great sinners would be cast into this place to accept endless punishment.

Those cast into the eighteen hells would wish they were dead and suffer eternal torment.

And Jun Xiaoyao sat in the center of the layers of hell,

accepting the most terrifying punishment.

His expression, however, did not change in the slightest.

Don't think Jun Xiaoyao had no feeling.

Although this was a dream, everything in this dream was no different from reality.

The pain of that endless hell was naturally real and unique.

But mainly, Jun Xiaoyao's state of mind was too terrifying.

This kind of physical and mental torment was like a sprinkle of water to him, fundamentally unable to cause him real pain.

Jun Xiaoyao could now perfectly control any of his emotions, including pain.

However, the only thing Jun Xiaoyao was concerned about was

that the eighteen hells were filled with endless power of sin.

These powers of sin were constantly infecting his body.

The strangest thing was that Jun Xiaoyao actually felt that this power of sin seemed to be real and not a dream fabrication.

"Could it be..."

A flash of inspiration crossed Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

His eyes immediately became playful.

"Emperor Donghua, the last master of the Ancient Immortal Court, this mind and means are truly admirable..."

Jun Xiaoyao had to sigh; such mythical figures had means that were almost like gods.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao, deep in the eighteen hells, also had a strange touch in his heart.

His talent had already broken through to the King of Anomalies.

In terms of enlightenment and other aspects, he was naturally at the top level.

In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao also felt the desire to enlighten that erupted from within.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity instead..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes brightened.

What he was best at was turning all situations unfavorable to him into situations favorable to him.

For example, right now, these eighteen hells were the best environment for him to enlighten.

"Perhaps, my source Great Dao supernatural power can evolve new changes through this," Jun Xiaoyao thought secretly.

His source Great Dao supernatural power, Genesis, had evolved into the Sacrifice of God during his training in the Borderlands, and he hadn't had any new inspiration since.

And now, in this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao's heart was touched.

He began to sink into cultivation.

It could be said that no one could have imagined

that this most terrifying place of calamity in the Ancient Immortal Court

had been turned into a place for enlightenment and cultivation by Jun Xiaoyao.

And on the other side, at the Ten Thousand Immortals Banquet in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall,

Yuan Che cried and roared, "I am also a great sinner; why doesn't Father cast me into the eighteen hells together!"

She felt that she and Jun Xiaoyao were like the White Snake and Xu Xian in the story.

Clearly in love, but the lovers ultimately couldn't be together.

"Alright, don't make a scene," Emperor Donghua said faintly.

This Ten Thousand Immortals Banquet ended here.

And the wedding banquet between the True Monarch Haotian and Yuan Che naturally came to nothing.

If before, Yuan Che's relationship with the True Monarch Haotian was still that of friends,

then now, she was even colder to the True Monarch Haotian than to a stranger.

The True Monarch Haotian vaguely felt as if he had lost something important.

This made him extremely uncomfortable.

But he couldn't force Yuan Che; after all, she was Emperor Donghua's daughter.

Since then, Yuan Che had no appetite for tea or food.

"The belt grows loose, yet I do not regret; for his sake, I grow haggard."

And the power of sin within her also gradually became difficult to control.

The only way was as Emperor Donghua had said before, to divide and transform it with the heaven, earth, and human souls.

And during this time, Jun Xiaoyao had also been enlightening in the eighteen hells.

He didn't know when this dream would end.

But he felt it would be soon.

And as time passed, Jun Xiaoyao's Genesis, the prototype of the fourth style, was also about to be completed.

However, it was still missing the final step, lacking the most important realization.

"The eighteen hells, nothing more," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"Truly an interesting person."

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised and looked at the source of the voice.

A blurry figure emerged, as if standing in the depths of layers of space and time, blurry and unclear.

It was Emperor Donghua.

"It seems you are not surprised?" Emperor Donghua said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and said, "Isn't Emperor's goal to test whether I am suitable for taking on the great sin?" ===== CHAPTER 1287 =====