First Layer of Hell.

The atmosphere changed from the earlier battle and heat to extremely harmonious.

The eyepatch man and prisoners surrounded Jun Changxiao, some pounding shoulders, some kneading backs, some specifically serving tea—servile to the extreme.

“Glug glug!”

Gou Sheng raised his head to rinse his mouth with tea, then turned his head to spit in a bowl, adopting a big boss demeanor: “Is there a way to reach the Second Layer of Hell?”

Although he’d conquered the First Layer of Hell, there were still eight layers below. The emperor’s conquest had barely just begun.

“Boss!”

The eyepatch man said: “The Hell layers below are each more terrifying than the last, it’s best not to…”

Seeing Jun Changxiao’s gaze gradually turn cold, he hastily pointed toward the distance and changed his tune: “Up ahead there’s a transport formation that can lead to the second layer!”

“What conditions are needed?”

“None needed. As long as you’re willing to enter, you’ll immediately be transported!”

“That’s quite simple.”

Jun Changxiao’s face showed a smile.

“Master.”

Tingdi, having transformed into human form, lay weakly on the ground: “If not directly sent in by the fortress, anyone who relies on the formation to go down will be viewed as coming to challenge!”

“If you win that’s fine.”

“But if you lose, you’ll be permanently imprisoned in the Hell layer you entered.”

“Right!”

To demonstrate his absolute submission, the eyepatch man said: “Since Hell was established, very few have dared actively go down. Boss must think thrice before acting!”

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao stood up, and everyone immediately scattered.

“Things others don’t dare to do, I must do.” With that, he strode toward the transport formation’s direction.

“Boss is a real man!”

“Boss is mighty and domineering!”

The prisoners all watched Jun Changxiao leave.

Of course, this wasn’t flattery but genuine admiration, because having been imprisoned so long, this was the first time seeing someone dare actively go to the Second Layer of Hell!

Actually, the prisoners’ strength and crimes determined which level they were imprisoned at—Starry Sky Fortress had detailed divisions.

The First Layer of Hell was a general-population prison. Those whose crimes weren’t too severe and strength wasn’t too high were imprisoned here. As for the second, third layers, each was definitely stronger and more terrifying than the last.

“Sect Master!”

Shang Youhen said: “This disciple will accompany you!”

Although he’d just joined Eternal Sect, though he hadn’t experienced the sect culture, he seemed enhanced with the late Sect Leader Wang’s Iron Bones Clanging BUFF.

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Below might be very dangerous, you should stay in the First Layer of Hell.”

Coming here was like entering a trial tower to pass stages. Later it would inevitably become increasingly difficult—he really didn’t want to bring a disciple to take risks.

The system said: “You just don’t want to bring a burden along, yet you insist on establishing a lofty Sect Master image for yourself?”

“Kiss my ass!”

…

Shang Youhen also knew his limitations. After brief consideration: “This disciple will remain here awaiting the Sect Master’s return.”

“Mm.”

Jun Changxiao continued forward.

Soon, he saw at the end of the darkness a formation pattern that seemed to have lost its function.

“Boss.”

The eyepatch man said: “This is the transport formation.”

Jun Changxiao nodded.

Just as he was preparing to enter, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to ask: “Youhen, if I encounter your ancestor below, is there anything you need this Seat to convey to him?”

“Yes!”

Only then did Shang Youhen remember his ancestor was still imprisoned in Hell, so he hastily took out an item: “Sect Master, this is my Great Shang Empire’s token. If you encounter this disciple’s ancestor, please pass this item to him.”

It was a token carved with the character ‘Shang,’ its surface containing a special power. After Jun Changxiao received it, he didn’t probe it, then stood up and stepped into the formation, saying to the eyepatch man: “You all, serve this Seat’s disciple and contract beast well. If there’s the slightest discomfort…”

“Whoosh!”

Before he finished speaking, he was transported away.

Actually Gou Sheng was being a bit redundant, because right after he left, the eyepatch man and prisoners immediately surrounded them, treating Shang Youhen like a master—almost ready to carry him to a chair for shoulder and back massage.

…

Second Layer of Hell.

Guan Jiu and He Qi trembled as they stood before two stone platforms, then very skillfully lay down.

“Slap!”

“Slap!”

Huo Yanmo standing behind raised his hand, rhythmically slapping both their buttocks, his face showing an expression of enjoyment.

This hobby of enjoying the sound of slapping butts was truly unique.

“…”

Though Huo Yanmo used considerable force, Guan Jiu and He Qi looked pained.

However, during the abuse process, they didn’t dare scream, because it would make the other intensify.

“Master!”

“Come save us quickly!”

Guan Jiu and He Qi howled painfully in their hearts.

This ‘master’ didn’t refer to the Fortress Master, but to Jun Changxiao.

The two brothers imprisoned in the Second Layer of Hell had thought for a long time and roughly deduced that the reason for imprisonment might stem from being exposed. Every time they were abused to the point of breakdown, they could only cry out to him for help in their hearts.

Of course.

Guan Jiu and He Qi were very clear this was just their fantasy.

In reality, how could the master possibly come to such a dangerous place to save them? He might even accidentally become a fellow inmate!

“Slap slap slap!”

Huo Yanmo still waved his palm, his facial expression becoming increasingly rapturous.

Hiding in the darkness, those prisoners who’d been tortured before all trembled in fear, casting sympathetic gazes, thinking: “Hopefully they can satisfy him, otherwise everyone will suffer!”

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the distant transport formation flashed with light, then a flowing light barrier emerged.

“This…”

The Second Layer Hell prisoners were stunned.

“Damn!”

“A prisoner from the First Layer actively came down?”

The second layer transport formation had existed for a long time. Because it could only transmit down but not up, it had completely no presence. Now suddenly activating naturally made the prisoners greatly surprised!

“Hmm?”

Huo Yanmo stopped the abuse, turned his head, grinned: “It’s been a long time since a bold criminal dared come from the first layer to the second.”

Guan Jiu and He Qi were also quite astonished.

The brothers had once been fortress personnel and roughly understood the Hell’s situation.

This kind of upward transmission was truly extremely rare, unless… someone got drunk, or wanted to pursue even more extreme stimulation.

“What are you standing around for!”

Huo Yanmo shouted: “Hurry and prepare to welcome our about-to-arrive guest!”

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

In an instant, the Second Layer Hell prisoners all walked toward the formation.

Because they all had their backs to the camera, one could clearly see their buttocks were all swollen, their walking postures also becoming quite bizarre.

Sigh.

Looked like they’d been tortured plenty.

Guan Jiu and He Qi felt great joy in their hearts.

Suddenly someone recklessly came from the first layer to the second, just attracting Huo Yanmo’s attention, so they could get brief relief!

“Whoosh!”

Just at this moment, the transport formation’s light weakened, a figure gradually appeared, then stepped out, spreading both hands: “Second Layer of Hell, your emperor has arrived!”

This voice…

Guan Jiu and He Qi’s facial expressions immediately froze, then with incredibly disbelieving gazes thought: “He came, he came, he really came!”