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It was often said that the Eighteen Levels of Hell were terrifying. None of them had expected to come here one day.
When the group landed on the edge of the ring-shaped mountain, they looked at the enormous crater before them, which had a diameter of over ten kilometers. Several Daoist masters could not help but sigh in amazement. Dense layers of yin qi shrouded every corner of Hell's topmost level like a vast, still lake.
Zhang Zikuang smiled bitterly. "Mortals fear committing evil since it could get them thrown into the Eighteen Levels of Hell to suffer. Yet here we are, coming in of our own accord. Let's just hope we make it out alive."
Several Daoist masters were rendered speechless.
"Don't jinx us like that!" Yan Zhengnan scolded. "The research institute has already started investigating the structure below. The first seven levels have already been cleared out, and we have elders from the Hidden Earth Sect assisting us."
"That's right," said the second elder of the Hidden Earth Sect. Stroking his beard, he laughed and even joked, "Being in the Small Nether Realm is as good as being home. Fellow Daoists, there is no need for formality. These eighteen levels may as well be a garden for an after-dinner stroll. Let us take a walk."
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