Chapter 623
We still have to fight Hell!
In November of the Extraordinary Calendar 2301, outside the recently healed and reinforced boundary barrier of the Hell Plane by the burning source, a gray shadow, more desolate than the void itself, quietly emerged.
Ye Lingtian's eyes, shrouded in the aura of the end, calmly gazed at the wall of sighs before him, inscribed with countless runes of agonizing, wailing souls.
[After its devastating last visit, Hell has clearly invested heavily in upgrading its defenses.]
However, even with all this, a barely perceptible gap remained in Ye Lingtian's precise perception.
That was a trace he deliberately left behind when he left last time.
At this moment, this mark is subtly resonating with the restless gates of Hell.
He didn't need to directly confront the defensive array that was powerful enough to tear apart the first-tier true gods; he simply gently touched that point of resonance with his own gray-white aura, which represented the end of all things.
In an instant, the chains of rules that formed the boundary gate groaned under the strain, silently dissolving to create a temporary opening just wide enough for one person to pass through.
Ye Lingtian's figure, like a shadow blending into the scene, instantly pierced through.
[The immense will of Hell is currently working with the Abyss and the Spirit Realm to suppress Star Abyss, resulting in an unavoidable delay in its perception of home.]
When He sensed that familiar aura of the end spreading once more, Ye Lingtian had already descended upon the scorched earth still bearing the scars of the previous ravages.
Why is it hell again?
The reason is cold and cruel!
First, He is the weakest link among the three world wills.
Secondly, from the moment He chose to join forces with the Abyss and the Spirit Realm to launch a devastating mental sweep against the Star Abyss, which sheltered the Red Heart Society, the two sides had already become mortal enemies.
His purpose in this trip went beyond mere destruction and revenge.
He would use his sharpest blade, through precise and ruthless visits, to convey an undeniable message to the three arrogant wills of the world.
The existence of the Red Heart Society is not a shackle binding those who transcend, but a prison confining our ultimate destructive power.
Once you truly destroy the Red Heart Society, the Transcendent Ones, having lost their last bond and their last remaining goal, will become the most terrifying source of destruction in the universe.
[A transcendent being with a clear goal to protect and certain concerns, and a transcendent being driven to the brink of despair, with no more attachments, who only wants to drag the entire world into annihilation.]
Which one is causing the world more sleepless nights?
Is there even a need to guess the answer?
In July of the Extraordinary Calendar year 2318, Ye Lingtian ventured into Hell once more.
Having learned its lesson, the Will of Hell laid a causal reversal trap and a spacetime anchoring field outside the boundary gate, attempting to track Ye Lingtian's movements and counteract them.
However, Ye Lingtian's application of the rules has reached a state of perfection.
Like a ghost walking through the cracks of time, he briefly silenced the flow of time around him, and in the instant the trap's force field took effect, he successfully broke through again.
Several newly formed lava pillars in the core area of Hell were corroded by the grayish-white aura and turned to dust.
[In September of the Extraordinary Calendar 2344, Ye Lingtian visited for the fourth time.]
This time, the will of hell has gone completely mad.
[He sacrificed a portion of his primordial essence to condense a colossal guardian statue at the gate, driven by pure destructive will, its power fluctuations reaching even those who transcend.]
Ye Lingtian met his attack head-on, and the terrifying shockwave nearly overturned everything around them.
However, his purpose was not to destroy the colossus. The immense energy disturbance generated at the moment of impact perfectly concealed his use of a mark already buried deeper within the plane.
As the colossus roared in search of its target, Ye Lingtian had already left an even deeper wound at another node of hell's origin.
[Time and time again!]
Like a precisely timed pendulum of death! Each arrival strikes precisely where the will of hell is most painful.
Each departure leaves behind deeper wounds and a greater sense of fear.
Finally, the will of hell was fully ignited.
The accumulated humiliation, fear, and anger over the relentless plundering of resources erupted suddenly.
【fed up!】
No need to endure it any longer!
His will was completely overwhelmed by a raging killing intent.
He simply cannot understand!
Beyond the Star Abyss lie the Spirit Realm and the Abyss!
[In terms of historical grudges, the blood feud between the Abyss and the Red Heart Society runs even deeper!]
In terms of dimensional strength, the barriers of the spirit realm's order are easier to breach.
Why is Ye Lingtian, this god of death, clinging to Him like a mad dog, refusing to let go of Hell?
[He repeatedly reinforced his defenses, repeatedly increased the intensity of his power, and last time even risked damage to his own essence to forcibly gather power and injure Ye Lingtian.]
Why isn't Ye Lingtian going to fight in the Abyss?
Why must we relentlessly exploit this one sheep, hell itself?
This time, the Will of Hell completely abandoned its suppression of the Crimson Heart Society in the Star Abyss, unleashing over 70% of its true will and the accumulated destructive essence of the entire Hell Plane upon Ye Lingtian without reservation.
Its power was far more terrifying than any before.
Even someone as powerful as Ye Lingtian would have no way to avoid being suppressed by the same-dimensional source at such close range and with such complete disregard.
A crimson demonic spear, condensed from pure rules of destruction, ignored the obstruction of the aura of the end, and with a piercing roar that seemed to cut through the universe, pierced fiercely through Ye Lingtian's chest, which was covered in a grayish-white aura.
In an instant, a blinding crimson light exploded within the gray-white space, the crisp sound of bones shattering like stars collapsing.
The crimson demonic spear contained the most vicious curses and corrosive essence of the will of hell, frantically destroying Ye Lingtian's body of rules, attempting to completely corrupt it.
In a mere breath's time, Ye Lingtian's figure was like porcelain struck by a giant hammer, flying backward with shocking cracks and spraying grayish-white divine blood.
[The injuries are extremely severe!]
[But for this devastating blow, enough to instantly annihilate any true god of rules, the sound coming from the other side of the dimensional rift was not a painful groan, but rather a cold, mocking laugh.]
Seriously injured?
So what?
Ye Lingtian felt the excruciating pain in his chest as the crimson source relentlessly eroded it, yet his eyes showed no fear, only an almost indifferent composure.
At his current level, his recovery ability is beyond imagination.
Even though the crimson essence has tainted his body, hindering his recovery, he only needs to return to the Crimson Heart Society once.
Even in its riotous state, the great founder of the Crimson Origin could still directly devour it.
Therefore, as long as hell doesn't kill you all at once, you'll be lively and energetic again before long.
[When that time comes, I'll still have to come back and fight Hell!] (End of Chapter)