Shang Lu? Depart? At this moment, the “Zong Tu” standing opposite Jian Chou showed slight surprise on his face, seemingly not expecting Jian Chou to say such words.

The divine light in his eyes shifted, completely lacking Zong Tu’s original heavy, composed demeanor.

“Aiya, what Shang Lu this, depart that.” He couldn’t help shaking his head with a smile.

“Coming all this way to this place, I originally wanted to reminisce with Senior Sister Jian Chou. But Senior Sister’s words truly wound the heart—”

“Bang!” Before the final character “heart” could leave his mouth, a phantom white light had already separated from Jian Chou’s Six Meridians Divine Mirror, striking toward him!

Standing before him, where did Jian Chou have time to listen to his nonsense? She had already determined this person wasn’t Zong Tu, but was Shang Lu. Whether he admitted it or not was irrelevant to her. But any who blocked her path – kill them and be done with it!

Jian Chou’s thinking was simple and decisive. Opposite her, Zong Tu – or rather, Shang Lu who hadn’t yet revealed his true appearance – finally let his smile fade into gravity and coldness, mixed with a trace of displeasure.

“Attacking directly while someone is speaking – Senior Sister Jian Chou is truly too impolite…”

His hands had originally been pressed together at his chest in a bowing gesture, with 108 prayer beads wound around his palms and another section covered in his palm.

Now seeing another strike from the Six Meridians Divine Mirror approaching, he merely flipped his left palm.

“Clatter!” The 108 prayer beads shook and collided. Under Shang Lu’s shake, they became like an extended chain, neither dodging nor avoiding, striking straight toward the light Jian Chou had launched!

The Six Meridians Divine Mirror’s brilliance sharply severed the thread stringing the prayer beads.

“Crack!” The 108 prayer beads immediately fell like pearl rain, then in an instant erupted with explosive sound, shattering in unison!

Countless fragments and light dust condensed together, actually forming a Buddhist “卍” seal before Shang Lu! Only compared to Buddhism’s profundity and peace, this Buddhist seal seemed rather frivolous, having form but no spirit, even faintly emanating the evil qi of otherworldly demons.

As expected, Shang Lu was originally a cultivator from the Extreme Domain. Even with great ability and understanding of some Snowy Domain Esoteric Sect techniques, he couldn’t possibly be as authentic as Zong Tu, inevitably showing traces of forced imitation.

But… this also wasn’t Shang Lu’s true strength. After striking once with the Six Meridians Divine Mirror, Jian Chou didn’t remain in place. Her form flashed as she directly circled to another side, infusing soul power into the Six Meridians Divine Mirror and striking again!

Bang bang bang! In the blink of an eye, she had already launched three rays of light from different directions!

Her movements were extremely swift, so that when she finished all this, the first attack had only just collided with Shang Lu’s “卍” seal.

“Rumble!” A muffled boom. Each rounded prayer bead was made from the finest sandalwood, their subtle fragrance intensifying as they shattered.

After this strike, the fragrance filled the entire river surface! For a moment it seemed as if bell sounds rang across the river, the Buddhist incense also seeming to cleanse one’s soul.

Six light rays shot from the Six Meridians Divine Mirror’s brilliance, binding around the “卍” seal without extending elsewhere. In Shang Lu’s eyes appeared a trace of Buddhist compassion, but in a blink it had become complete ruthlessness. He had naturally noticed Jian Chou’s three subsequent attacks long ago, yet now completely ignored them, instead turning to charge directly toward Jian Chou’s position!

The Seventeenth Level Prison Bureau lay ahead. After launching her attacks, Jian Chou had originally prepared to entangle this person briefly while she proceeded to the Eighteenth Level first. In her judgment, this battle must be resolved quickly.

But unexpectedly, Shang Lu completely disregarded the attacks from behind! Seeing his fierce approach, she frowned, tapping the river surface with her toe to send ripples suddenly spreading outward.

Pure, profound soul power flowed through her tiptoe into the river surface.

“Rumble!” A tremendous roar. That circle of ripples, under the infusion of soul power, suddenly expanded and exploded into a waterfall rising from level ground, like heavenly snow falling, crystalline as jade!

As water spray burst forth, the soul power filling it was actually lustrous purple! In that instant, Shang Lu blocked beyond the waterfall finally saw this soul power’s color, and his face, which had shown almost no emotional fluctuation, finally revealed a trace of astonishment!

This soul power’s color… How was this possible! In just a moment of shock, the waterfall had arrived before his eyes.

Gravity suddenly appeared in Shang Lu’s eyes, but his striking speed was surprisingly fast, with a hint of hidden excitement – as if encountering an opponent who might become very frightening in the future!

To prevent the opponent from growing into a threat, he absolutely had to kill her here!

“Excellent!” He actually laughed once, his right hand’s five fingers joining together. He had already abandoned all Snowy Domain Esoteric Sect techniques, switching to a method whose origins no one could recognize.

Crack! His five fingers joined, seeming to transform his body into a blade. Countless deep blue talismans appeared between his fingers, automatically forming a circle like a giant bracelet, spinning rapidly!

Suddenly, a sense of infinite mystery arose. Shang Lu merely raised his hand, thrusting toward this waterfall!

In that instant, Jian Chou seemed to hear the sound of tearing silk! She stood in the river water, seeing the waterfall like a high wall, yet a whirlpool suddenly appeared in its center, carried by a deep blue force like an eye condensed on the waterfall.

But this situation didn’t last long. In just a moment, that palm completely covered by deep blue talismans had already pierced through the waterfall.

The deep blue bracelet formed by condensed talismans was more like a sharp blade, cutting the entire waterfall open! Shang Lu’s figure finally reappeared behind the waterfall’s massive gap.

But the deep red kasaya was gone, the prayer beads worn on his body were also gone, even that face of Zong Tu had vanished without trace. As if all disguise had been washed away by that waterfall, revealing true appearance…

Or perhaps, still disguise. What appeared behind the waterfall was no longer “Zong Tu,” but the red-robed female cultivator Jian Chou had seen before!

That female cultivator who had appeared atop the Ice Prison peak, fighting with Zhong Lanling; that female cultivator who had appeared beside the enormous sinkhole, fighting with Sima Languan!

Her red dress was alluring and bewitching, her exquisitely made-up face held a kind of vulgar beauty. Her skin was snow-white like fine mutton-fat jade; her neck and wrists were all slender, inspiring protective feelings; not to mention that long dress’s high slit – when wild wind blew, those long, straight thighs appeared and disappeared within, with captivating curves.

“Giggle giggle…” As soon as “she” appeared in the waterfall, “she” laughed coquettishly at Jian Chou.

Zong Tu’s earlier voice had completely vanished, replaced by a soft and gorgeous female voice that made one think of the gentle homeland and three thousand zhang of red dust.

“Little Sister Jian Chou, why rush to leave? Big Sister finds you so dear…”

The transformation from man to woman, the change from gravity to allure. Plus every gesture and movement, every action and pause.

Even Jian Chou, upon seeing this, couldn’t help wanting to sigh: Truly a seductive creature. Only this voice, to her ears, inexplicably raised goosebumps all over her body…

Little Sister Jian Chou… Jian Chou repeated these words, looking at the waterfall behind this “female cultivator” that had lost all support, the soul power originally infused within having long since completely disappeared.

Instead, the deep blue talisman circle on this “female cultivator’s” hand seemed to have condensed a layer of faint purple light. Further away, that “卍” seal instantly expanded, actually spreading out to become a full three zhang wide.

Thus Jian Chou’s three previous Six Meridians Divine Mirror attacks were enveloped under the “卍” seal’s coverage.

“Boom boom boom!” Three successive explosions disappeared without trace on the river along with the “卍” seal.

The powerful and terrifying fluctuations stirred countless waves on the river. Thus amid misty water vapor, it seemed like rain had fallen, dampening the robes of both confronting parties.

One voluptuous, one plain. One alluring, one coldly aloof. Standing by the river facing each other, both laughed!

The red-skirted female cultivator’s snake-like slender waist twisted as her jade-like elongated hand reached out, toying with that bracelet formed of condensed talismans.

“Originally near the Eighteenth Level of Hell, everyone would eventually fight together. But Little Sister Jian Chou seems to think differently from this slave – why are you unwilling to fight and instead want to head to the next level?”

Her pink tongue tip licked her lips seductively as “she” gazed at Jian Chou with great interest.

“Now, you’re not running anymore?” In the misty water vapor, Jian Chou’s figure also appeared hazy. She looked at this “female cultivator,” showing only a strange expression, saying with odd meaning: “I merely think Fellow Daoist Shang Lu’s appearance on the Nebula Scroll is more pleasing to the eye.”

A handsome big man now disguised as a woman, and so alluring at that. Though there was no sense of incongruity, once one recalled this person’s true identity, Jian Chou faintly felt an urge to twitch her mouth corners.

After her words landed, the “red-skirted female cultivator’s” expression changed. “She” squinted at Jian Chou, staring coldly for a long time, finally lightly hooking the blue talisman circle bracelet with an ambiguous and deep smile.

When words emerged, it was a warm, elegant male voice.

“It seems Fellow Daoist Jian Chou is quite satisfied with Shang’s original appearance?”

“Whoosh!” Outside the Eighteen Levels of Hell, it almost immediately exploded into chaos.

Not only flirtation, but finally an admission! The Cauldron Competition participants within the Eighteen Levels of Hell, being in the situation, actually found it difficult to see through Shang Lu’s secret. But those constantly observing from outside, due to more comprehensive perspectives, could see this person’s “gameplay” from beginning to end.

This Shang Lu had never shown his true face since entering the Cauldron Competition. Initially, he was a red-robed female cultivator not on the Competition roster at all.

After fighting with Zhong Lanling, he disguised himself as Pan Hexun, even speaking a few words with the Ghost King Clan’s Lihan before the Reincarnation Canon. It was then that people suddenly discovered there were two Pan Hexuns in the Competition, learning his secret.

Subsequently he kept changing forms. At the sinkhole, he transformed back to female cultivator appearance and fought with Sima Languan. After this, he disguised himself as a Snowy Domain Buddhist cultivator, mixing into another team of Buddhist cultivators.

When encountering that group of monks from Western Sea Chan Sect, he took advantage of the chaos to ambush Zong Tu, not killing him but trapping him somewhere. From then on, Shang Lu appeared as Zong Tu.

Because the Snowy Domain Esoteric Sect understood the Eighteen Levels of Hell sufficiently, Zong Tu mixed among them quickly reached the Seventeenth Level, even going along with those originally opposing Zong Tu, proposing to scheme against Jian Chou’s group to vent previous anger.

The address “Senior Sister Jian Chou” was naturally learned from this. Everyone in the Extreme Domain knew this person was strange, but hadn’t expected Jian Chou could easily identify “Zong Tu’s” true identity, much less that Shang Lu would finally admit to being Shang Lu!

That phrase “Shang here” made countless people in the seventy-two cities burst into laughter! Even on the Seventeenth Level of Hell, Fu Chaosheng, Zhang Tang and others fighting in the river’s center heard it clearly.

Only the current Snowy Domain Esoteric Sect great formation was ultimately complex, preventing them from breaking free. But Fu Chaosheng had roughly estimated Jian Chou’s current strength and available resources, consistently not using power beyond what “Lihan” should possess to break the situation and help Jian Chou.

At this time, Jian Chou should be able to handle it. He spread his right hand with that inscrutable expression, plucking off a Esoteric Sect cultivator’s head and tossing it into the river water.

Deep white blood immediately spilled across the river surface. The rolling current also carried this blood toward where Jian Chou and Shang Lu were located.

A heavy bloody stench thus transmitted over. But Jian Chou’s gaze watching Shang Lu didn’t withdraw. Thinking of his earlier phrase about being “satisfied with appearance,” she also smiled: “I’ve heard that in the Extreme Domain, there are various dharma body cultivation methods. Besides the Ghost King Clan’s ‘Immovable Wisdom King Dharma Body,’ there’s also a ‘Kumarajiva Dharma Body’ technique lost outside the Ten Great Ghost Clans…”

That “red-skirted female cultivator,” namely Shang Lu, finally showed a trace of loosening in his flawless expression. He actually hadn’t expected anyone could see through his cultivation technique, even revealing its secrets with a single word…

Most importantly, before this, no one had known the Kumarajiva Dharma Body technique was with him. Now this female cultivator had exposed it with one word…

The Extreme Domain was a place of bloody winds and rain. Not to mention this existence equal to the Immovable Wisdom King Dharma Body.

Jian Chou was doing this deliberately. For a moment, killing intent gradually permeated the air.

When “she” spoke again, it was already that alluring and bewitching female voice: “It seems I cannot let you live.”

As soon as the words fell, fierce wind arose across the entire river surface! Jian Chou had already become alert when speaking, concentrating her spirit and merging her consciousness into the wind, not missing anything happening around her.

Thus, a strange sight appeared before her eyes. She saw the “female cultivator” before her form flicker, with two shadows successively separating from her crimson figure.

One wore red monk robes – the Zong Tu that Shang Lu had previously transformed into; one was wrapped in black robes – who else but the Pan Hexun previously killed by Jian Chou!

Kumarajiva was Sanskrit, meaning “Avalokitesvara” or “Avalokitesvara of Freedom.” Shang Lu cultivating this dharma body, his various cultivation and abilities could be compared to Bodhisattva abilities.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva had thirty-two response bodies in the mortal world. So-called response bodies were incarnations manifested by Buddha to educate sentient beings according to their spiritual capacity, each different.

Jian Chou had earlier been able to identify Shang Lu’s cultivation technique because she had also read related content in the old house, understanding some mysteries of this Kumarajiva Dharma Body technique.

The red-skirted female cultivator, Pan Hexun, and Zong Tu now appearing before her weren’t actually these people themselves, but merely several response bodies cultivated by Shang Lu.

Shang Lu’s true body had yet to reveal itself! Jian Chou immediately felt the situation was tricky, but when fighting, she showed no mercy whatsoever.

Whether “Pan Hexun,” the red-skirted female cultivator, or “Zong Tu,” each response body’s strength was roughly fifty to seventy percent of the original.

This didn’t seem like much. But if three people together besieged Jian Chou, it would be absolutely terrifying.

The red-skirted female cultivator kicked with her long legs, throwing the blue talisman circle bracelet with imposing might; “Pan Hexun’s” ghost claws gleamed, each move deadly, repeatedly targeting Jian Chou’s neck; “Zong Tu” pressed his palms together, surging palm force striking out, followed by red lotuses filling the sky, scattering across the great river!

Fortunately, Jian Chou’s strength was no longer like when fighting Pan Hexun, relying only on magical artifact advantages. Now she was a genuine Jade Nirvana stage cultivator, and due to the mysterious purple appearing in her soul pearl, her manipulation of soul power was more natural, like moving her own limbs.

Every portion of soul power carried surging might, making the techniques she deployed have a full twenty percent amplification.

“Crack!” A ray of Six Meridians Divine Mirror light!

“Whoosh!” A snow-white iron chain flying from her sleeve!

“Boom!” Talismans shooting from her fingertips!

For a moment, three figures moved up, down, left and right, dodging and turning, besieging Jian Chou. On Jian Chou’s side, various magical artifacts emerged one after another, one person fighting enemies yet also giving a dazzling feeling.

Everyone had long known Jian Chou possessed many magical artifacts, from the initial Heaven-Devouring Earth-Consuming Void Demon Umbrella to the later Six Meridians Divine Mirror, plus the Four Symbols White Jade Crown that everyone knew she had but hadn’t seen her use…

Now seeing this posture of being covered in magical artifacts, throwing them without blinking! Many people’s hearts ached, unable to help suspecting what background Jian Chou had – how could a small cultivator from the City of Unjust Death afford to throw so many things?

She didn’t feel heartache at all! Every magical artifact and talisman thrown out made people want to cry “Mysterious Jade!”

The entire Extreme Domain was completely attracted by this battle, with busybodies already beginning to record how many talismans Jian Chou had used and their value in Mysterious Jade…

But soon, sharp-eyed observers discovered this battle seemed wrong: “Though the battle sounds impressive, why do I feel like she’s retreating?”

Of course Jian Chou was retreating! She wasn’t stupid – she wouldn’t let herself fall into prolonged bitter battle.

Currently, due to Shang Lu’s response bodies being “numerous,” often when she repelled the frontal opponent, attacks from left and right had already arrived, giving her no breathing time whatsoever.

Continuing this way, even immortals could be exhausted to death. Not to mention Shang Lu’s true body hadn’t appeared yet.

Even with Jian Chou’s considerable abilities, without using full strength, she might not be able to quickly resolve the opponent. In this situation, she naturally had to think of other solutions.

Her gaze lightly turned, and Zhang Tang, Fu Chaosheng and others fighting in the distance entered her view. The few of them already showed signs of ending battle. The Snowy Domain Esoteric Sect monks were already mostly dead under their ruthless hands, the originally surrounding formation also considerably damaged.

But completely ending the battle would probably still take a while… Jian Chou’s heart already had a plan.

She backhanded a mirror strike to deflect the attack from response body “Zong Tu,” simultaneously sensing an attack from the left side red-skirted female cultivator, directly using her right elbow horizontally to slam hard toward the opponent’s shoulder!

Having originally cultivated the Nineteen Continents’ “Human Artifact,” though her soul body wasn’t as powerful as her former physical body, because of that mysterious purple glass substance covering her soul, her soul though incomplete was extremely solid.

“Bang!” A muffled impact sound – that female cultivator was actually knocked back with a “muffled grunt,” her gaze at Jian Chou becoming increasingly wary.

But in this instant, Jian Chou had already unhesitatingly borrowed this rebound force, directly brushing past the claws that “Pan Hexun” on the right extended, fleeing far toward her rear!

That direction was exactly downstream along the river, toward the Seventeenth Level Form Realm Heaven Prison Bureau!

Fighting while retreating! The three response bodies’ faces almost simultaneously showed expressions of astonishment.

They, or rather he, still couldn’t understand why Jian Chou wanted to go to the Eighteenth Level of Hell – if she couldn’t resolve the strong opponents on the Seventeenth Level, even reaching the Eighteenth Level of Hell wouldn’t guarantee victory.

A conspiracy! This was almost the most instinctive judgment!

Shang Lu was only shocked for a moment before unhesitatingly pursuing. Two people, or rather four people, fought all the way from river center to riverbank, from midstream to river’s end.

Though Shang Lu wanted to prevent Jian Chou from approaching the river throughout, Jian Chou could often find gaps at critical moments, or tear open cracks even when there were none, repeatedly continuing to retreat during his encirclement attempts.

With Shang Lu’s level of strength, he actually had no way to stop her, much less injure a hair on her head during this advance-and-retreat process!

Once he wanted to attack or unleash killing moves, Jian Chou’s Six Meridians Divine Mirror would already strike over. The two’s battle situation fell into stalemate.

But Jian Chou was getting closer and closer to the Form Realm Heaven Prison Bureau behind her. This realm had no difference from previous realms at its edges.

Heaven and earth fractured here. The gathered river current, when flowing near the Prison Bureau, transformed into wisps of gray qi, dispersing into that void darkness.

Only this immortal pavilion-like Prison Bureau stood at the end. At this moment, Shang Lu already sensed that “Lihan,” Zhang Tang and others on the river behind had finished fighting and were rushing this way, while Jian Chou before him already had her back against the Prison Bureau’s great doors!

Terrible! “So you were waiting for this moment!”

Shang Lu’s three response bodies actually spoke in unison. Jian Chou’s gaze also momentarily looked far, but facing the three people with annoyed expressions, she remained composed, only laughing once: “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shang Lu, for entangling with me this while. My various friends are already behind – I think having them send you on your way would be more appropriate!”

As her words fell, the Six Meridians Divine Mirror continuously held in her palm already projected a sheet of sharp cold light!

“Buzz buzz.” The entire gray-white stone mirror body, under her turn, seemed to shake, casting off all dust and revealing the bright mirror body hidden beneath the gray-white stone!

Crystalline cold light suddenly flashed! The entire round mirror seemed to become transparent snow-colored glass, carrying a chillingly clean and profound quality.

As Jian Chou’s left hand formed hand seals, brushing across the mirror surface, a red line actually flew out rapidly from the mirror’s edge.

Whoosh! In the blink of an eye, it had already circled into a small red whirlpool at the mirror’s center!

In that moment, a dangerous sensation of locked qi mechanism suddenly appeared in Shang Lu’s heart!

The expressions on all three response bodies changed in unison! Jian Chou’s Six Meridians Divine Mirror divided “spirit,” targeting opponents’ souls and courage.

The instant this red whirlpool appeared, Shang Lu knew response bodies were useless! This whirlpool, even without aiming anywhere specific, made his souls scattered across the three response bodies already feel extreme trembling!

“Merge!” That warm, elegant voice finally rang out across this realm again.

At the critical moment, Shang Lu didn’t hesitate. The three response bodies’ six hands all formed seals, shouting loudly in unison!

Thus the three response bodies spun in a whirl, actually converging directly toward the red-skirted female cultivator in the center. All flowery affectations disappeared in this moment.

Hair bound with jade crown, face like the mid-autumn moon, complexion like spring dawn flowers, a pair of phoenix eyes seeming to contain moonlight from a thousand li of frost, with a coldly lofty feeling.

Snow-white robes with collar and cuffs carrying silver light. Appearing before Jian Chou was clearly the male seen previously on the Nebula Scroll – Shang Lu!

Fighting all this way until now, both sides finally revealed their vicious fangs to each other!

Jian Chou had also reached fighting excitement. Especially at this moment, with her back against the Seventeenth Level of Hell’s Prison Bureau, the Eighteenth Level of Hell was almost within reach.

That longed-for Nineteen Continents also seemed within touching distance! How could she not be excited?

A smile Shang Lu couldn’t understand appeared on Jian Chou’s face. Almost the instant he revealed his true form, the red thread whirlpool in Jian Chou’s Six Meridians Divine Mirror had become substantial, actually seeming like some demon, suddenly shrieking sharply as it pounced from the mirror!

That was a blood-red phantom! Every thread wound within carried a chillingly fierce deterrent force.

Each red thread would be a blade for binding souls, dividing souls! Shang Lu immediately faced great enemies. His left hand reached into the void, somehow producing a crystalline jade-like green willow branch with three elongated willow leaves attached.

Each leaf bore silver talismans, flowing with heart-refreshing dark light. The magical artifact this person produced also seemed completely unlike anything from the Extreme Domain!

At least this aura really resembled Buddhist items. In a blink, that whirlpool of gathered red threads had grown with the wind to two zhang high. Shang Lu was surrounded by red threads in all directions.

His toes touched ground as he explosively retreated a great distance! Reaching out to pluck a leaf from the willow branch, he threw it toward this close whirlpool!

Pure yet strange soul power flowed from his wrist to fingertips, the flowing trajectory extremely like some mysterious pattern. When the soul power left his fingertips and entered that leaf, it had already become mercury-like bright color.

The green elongated willow leaf, touching this silver-gleaming soul power, had its branded talismans also burst with great silver light. Each silver ray was like a sword pointing skyward!

Pop pop pop! Countless silver rays became thousands of swords, piercing into that red whirlpool.

“Boom” – a tremendous crash. All the overwhelming red threads scattered outward, while the silver light stirring within was like spinning wheels, completely shredding all surrounding red threads, leaving none!

The entire seventeen-story Prison Bureau also shook from this collision’s force. Carved beams and painted rafters shed some wood chips and dust.

The wind chimes hanging in the center vibrated rapidly, producing immortal music-like ringing. Shang Lu in his fine robes stood thirteen zhang from the Prison Bureau entrance, looking up to see Jian Chou standing at that doorway, showing him an extremely proper smile.

“Fellow Daoist Shang Lu, you’re too kind!” As her words fell, she suddenly crashed backward!

The partially closed great doors instantly opened. Immortal painted scrolls covered the walls, the Prison Bureau interior even more flowing with brilliant colors like a otherworldly treasure land, dazzling beyond opening one’s eyes.

This change was so fast Shang Lu had no time to react. He had just thought to charge forward when he heard a “crack” – like something suddenly broke inside, immediately followed by heart-trembling humming sounds!

Countless dark lights actually expanded in all directions with the Prison Bureau as center! Formation! Jian Chou stood within the Prison Bureau and dropped a prepared formation plate!

She had prepared so many formation plates – if not used now, when would she use them? Using formations to seal this Seventeenth Level Prison Bureau would undoubtedly block many people’s advancement. At this time, if she entered the Eighteenth Level of Hell, she would undoubtedly have more time without worrying about immediately encountering a pile of strong opponents upon entering.

Crack! A defensive formation plate!

Crack! Another formation plate for external attacks! The moment formation plates were placed, they would automatically spread outward. As the formation’s master, everything within the formation was crystal clear.

The third formation plate was gripped in her hand but not thrown down. This was a formation plate for internal attacks. Any cultivators within the formation would be attacked, including herself.

So Jian Chou temporarily only held it, directly charging toward the massive deep well in the center! The room was full of flowing brilliant colors. All four walls were embedded with huge pearls, hanging glass lanterns with some dim, some bright light, illuminating her light blue robes as she was about to contact the well opening’s water surface.

But in this instant, an inexplicable chill suddenly rose from Jian Chou’s heart. That was purely an intuition about killing intent!

Clearly this Prison Bureau contained nothing but wall decorations and surrounding light, yet in this moment, she suddenly spun her completely crystalline Six Meridians Divine Mirror!

Boom! The mirror surface carved with ancient patterns, in rapid rotation, left trails of afterimages in one’s vision.

Bigger, bigger, continuously bigger! The mirror surface, originally not much larger than a palm, actually became a transparent shield a full zhang high in this lightning moment!

“Screech!” A sharp ringing. A beam of strong light actually condensed from the brilliance in all eight directions on the ground, stabbing straight toward this direction!

Like a long spear! Coincidentally striking the shield formed by the Six Meridians Divine Mirror!

Immediately spider web-like cracks spread from the impact point across the entire shield. With a “crash” like glass fragments, the shield protecting Jian Chou suddenly shattered into fragments filling the sky!

Jian Chou beneath it had been falling toward the well opening. At this moment, she only felt strong light covering her face, like being struck in the chest by a heavy hammer. For a time her soul power scattered chaotically, unable to maintain even her original form.

Struck by that force like a stone, she crashed into the well water! In that instant when familiar fluctuations rushed toward her, when countless water currents covered her vision, her desperately widened eyes only saw—

The attacking brilliant light instantly gathered together, condensing into a trembling flame. Then a layer of beautiful human skin wrapped around it, enveloping this flame. In a blink it became an exquisite, beautiful lantern.

An elongated hand reached out from the void, grasping this lantern. That was a figure in deep cyan crossed-lapel cloak, slowly condensing from floating light and shadows, soundless yet carrying cruelty and beauty coexisting calmly.

A face half handsome, half hideous! Human skin lantern, Fengdu Ghost King.

Divine-demonic aspect, Sima Languan! He seemed able to see Jian Chou who had already entered the water below, only smiling lightly: “I said I wanted Fellow Daoist Jian Chou’s beautiful skin…”

As his words fell lightly, his robes billowed as he directly plunged into the well, directly pursuing Jian Chou— Toward the Eighteenth Level of Hell!