Chapter 69: Time Flies Like an Arrow, Tongue-Ripping Hellish Imp Blocks the Way

  "Is this an illusion array or a teleportation array?" Sun Yuan's mind was filled with doubts, and soon he realized that it seemed he couldn't control himself well here. His body involuntarily moved forward, as if there was always a force pushing him to advance.

  After observing the people around him carefully, Sun Yuan found that they all had an unusually pale complexion, just like a dry corpse drained of blood! However, what was strange was that Sun Yuan could easily distinguish that their bodies were very lively and full of vitality, while their spirits seemed to have withered away, filled with a sense of desolation.

  "What is this place?" After several failed attempts to resist, Sun Yuan could only obediently follow the team forward. During this time, Sun Yuan discovered that although his current body was still a monkey's, the results of his more than 300 years of cultivation had all disappeared. Not only that, but he was probably not even as strong as a healthy monkey at this moment, and his whole body could be said to be completely devoid of energy.

  If it weren't for the constant push of a huge force, Sun Yuan estimated that he wouldn't be able to walk far at all. He let out a long sigh and looked up to see the team in front of him stretching endlessly into the distance, with no end in sight. Turning around, he saw the same endless queue behind him.

  "What's going on here!" Sun Yuan gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to swallow his pride and continue moving forward. The space was gray and hazy, with no end in sight, and he had no idea how long they would have to walk or where they were headed.

  Day after day, year after year, Sun Yuan had already forgotten how long he had been walking. At this moment, his only impression was of endless walking, always moving forward, never stopping.

  On this day, some numb Sun Yuan was walking forward as usual, but suddenly a sound came from the front, and Sun Yuan's whole person was suddenly refreshed. An idea appeared in his mind, "Could it be that we've reached the end!"

  He hastily lifted his head and looked over, only to see a blaze of fire in the distance ahead. Under the illumination of the flames, a large black temple appeared before him. With the help of the dim light, Sun Yuan made out the signboard on the temple, which read in blood-red letters: "First Layer of Hell, Entrance to the Tongue-Pulling Hell!"

  Dazed, Sun Yuan couldn't help but take a long breath of cool air. The Tongue-Pulling Hell? This name was not unfamiliar to him. In the legends of his past life, Hell had eighteen levels, and the first level was precisely the Tongue-Pulling Hell. How did he end up in this place?

  Thinking of the eighteen light circles in front of the Xie Yue San Xing Cave, Sun Yuan's heart couldn't help but beat violently, a bad idea took shape in his mind, "Could it be that the eighteen light circles correspond to the eighteen hells? How can I get through this, isn't this a joke?"

  He scratched his head, and Sun Yuan continued on with a bitter expression. If this was truly the Tongue-Pulling Hell, then he would be in a pitiful state. With his current body, wanting to cross this hell was simply more difficult than ascending to heaven, or rather, the possibility was infinitely close to zero.

  Now, Sun Yuan finally understood why the guys around him had such expressions, because these were clearly dead souls who would remain in a state of confusion until they arrived at the Tongue-Pulling Hell, where their main consciousness would awaken during their punishment.

  This is going to be a big trouble! Looking at the three-foot-tall, steel-fork-wielding little devil, Sun Yuan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. At the entrance of the grand hall stood two little devils, one holding a steel fork and the other holding a large seal. Every time a ghost soul approached, the little devil with the steel fork would stab it out, and then the one with the seal would stamp it on the ghost's forehead before kicking it into the grand hall.

  "This won't kill me directly, will it?!" Sun Yuan couldn't help but think this in his mind, although he was extremely unwilling. However, under the push of that inexplicable power, Sun Yuan took step after step forward, gradually getting closer to the two little ghosts who were working hard, and ended up standing right in front of them.

  "Huh, interesting. Which muddled soul did this ghostly errand boy bring back now? These ghostly errands are getting more and more irresponsible! ~" The little demon holding the steel spear exclaimed, glanced at Sun Yuan with a hint of regret, stretched out his hand and said, "I didn't expect it to be a living thing! Hand over your belongings, this spear can spare you."

  The corners of Sun Yuan's mouth twitched, how did this little devil's appearance seem so familiar? A little later he suddenly realized that this was clearly the face of those guys who took kickbacks in his previous life! Although Sun Yuan knew the mystery of the plate, he couldn't help it. He was inexplicably thrown here, and even he himself didn't understand how he came here, let alone where to get the money for the plate!

  "This is just a wild monkey, you ask him what he wants to take with him, it seems that this monkey doesn't know what luck he has encountered, and his wisdom has suddenly opened up, but he doesn't know what crime he has committed, and he's actually going to be thrown into the Tongue-Pulling Hell. Tsk tsk, you'd better give him a steel spear instead! Otherwise, it would be a waste of time." The little demon on the other side, holding a steel stamp, looked at Sun Yuan for a moment, saw that Sun Yuan had a confused expression, and suddenly snorted in disappointment, shaking his head.

  "It's true, today is really unlucky, not a single one of them understands the rules, they're all just a bunch of poor devils! Two months' worth of salary hasn't been paid yet, if this continues, we'll have to go drink the northwest wind!" The little devil with the spear let out a sigh with a bitter expression, and then raised his steel spear, ready to stab him in the chest.

  "Hold on!" Sun Yuan's heart skipped a beat, but no matter what, he couldn't let this steel spear pierce down. After so many years of wandering, he had slightly recovered some of his demonic powers. If he were to be pierced by this steel spear, it was likely that his demonic powers would vanish once again. It was clear that the ghosts who were pierced by this steel spear would regain their lives and then have all their memories restored by another little demon's seal. The fatigue from the journey would also disappear in an instant.

  But for Sun Yuan, with this one move, all his previous efforts would be in vain, how could he accept that?

  "What's wrong, little boy? You want to cause trouble? Looking at your appearance, you were also a monster in your previous life. Don't talk nonsense, if you don't have money, you can only change bodies and enter the Tongue-Pulling Hell. This is the rule here, not to mention that you are just a small monkey demon, even if an immortal came, they would have to follow it!" The little devil holding the steel fork stopped moving, waving the steel fork in front of Sun Yuan, meaning "You dare to move and I'll stab you to death!"

  "Sir, you've got it wrong. How dare I cause trouble? With the cultivation of two ghostly messengers like yourselves, even a few hundred of me wouldn't be a match for you!" Sun Yuan bowed his hands and made a courtesy gesture.

  "Alright, you have some self-awareness, we are comparable to your demon's condensed dan cultivation, so just be honest, if you don't have money, come up quickly and let me poke you, don't waste time!" The little devil holding the steel spear nodded and then urged impatiently.