Chapter 7, Nine Layers of Divine Thunder Punishment

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, as if deep in thought. Sun Changming habitually advised, "Uncle, you must not go; no one can return alive."

In previous years, there were not so many outsiders coming here.

These elixirs should be those consumed by celestial beings during their cultivation, while the armor and the horse-slaying sword are clearly magical artifacts, evidently superior to those of the younger cultivators.

The beings in the deep well trembled in fear, fell silent together, and dared not utter any more foul language

Then, Sun Changming took out the brocade pouch given to him by the middle-aged man

The middle-aged man quietly sighed: "I know."

In the depths of the well, there was an immediate cacophony of wailing and howling, as those malevolent beings suffered immensely, yet could not die. They could only endure this torment of punishment repeatedly, no longer daring to speak disrespectfully.

No one has ever come out of the great mound, so why are there so many people wanting to go in

This brocade pouch must have been given to him by a certain woman, but unfortunately, that woman is destined to never receive the middle-aged man back in her lifetime

In the deep well, it was as if a pot had exploded, with evil entities hurling various taunts and curses. However, as Sun Changming struck the stone chime with a rock, it transformed into a "little tune." The divine light of the ninth layer shone brightly, and rhythmic divine thunderbolts descended one after another.

Each level of the nine-story iron tower has a terrifying punishment, which occasionally descends as a form of retribution

He was thinking while gently tapping the stone pot with his knuckles

Only the divine thunder of the ninth layer can truly make them feel "pain beyond endurance"

A middle-aged man displayed a kind smile, pointing to the large mound behind the village: "May I ask if that is the Burning Mound?"

Then the middle-aged man strode towards the back of the village, and Sun Changming called out behind him: "Uncle, once you go in, you won't be able to come out."

However, what is the level of my current strength? Sun Changming is not certain and urgently needs to find a "benchmark"

That stone tablet, which Sun Changming held in his hand for a long time trying to identify: "Is this ... ... a stone tablet?"

Sun Changming put away the brocade bag, and just as he was approaching his home, he encountered several elders from the village, who had also returned from pearl gathering. As they walked, they conversed: "What is going on lately? Outsiders keep going to the Great Earth Mound to meet their demise."

It sounds quite nice. Sun Changming looked around, found a small stone, and gently tapped it rhythmically.

Sun Changming first picked up the token, made of beautiful jade material, with the front intricately carved with a roaring male lion, and on the back are two powerful characters: East

Is that kind of warm current really that strong? In the past, the silly girl could easily launch herself into the air with just a headbutt, even more impressive than the bighorn sheep competing for mates

Inside, there are three bottles of elixirs, a token, a complete set of armor, and a broadsword.

At this moment, those malevolent entities became even more convinced of their conjecture that the power of the iron tower was insufficient and could no longer unleash the divine thunder

However, for some unknown reason, the divine thunder of the ninth layer has not descended for a long time. This has made the beings in the deep well even more rampant

He was reluctant to feed these to the little loach, so he quietly put them away and then hid the pouch: "If there is an opportunity in the future, I will return the pouch to the woman who gave it to Uncle Dong back then"

In an instant, the ambitions within the young man's heart surged forth

Sun Changming shook his head in confusion: "I don't know what a burning mound is; in our village, we just call it a large earth mound"

Beneath the large earth mound behind the village, in a space that sometimes overlaps with and sometimes diverges from the real world, there stands a nine-story iron tower secured by eight chains that reach to the heavens.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, took two or three steps, and had already left the village, his figure no longer visible

... ...

When ーー

However, the divine light flashed, yet it seemed to lack sufficient power and quickly extinguished

Sun Changming did not expect this outcome, so he quickly picked up his sister and rubbed her little bottom, saying: "It's my fault, it's my fault..."

The doors and windows of the iron tower are tightly shut, yet they cannot contain the various flames, frost, and golden winds that occasionally surge forth from within, along with the illustrations.

Han Mei sat down on the ground, creating a small round pit.

Having lived two lives, it seems that I have gained some strength now. How can I be content to remain forever in this small, isolated village?

Wow—"The silly girl started crying loudly, saying: 'My bottom hurts, I've fallen into four pieces. Bad brother, it would have been better to just avoid it..."

This is Juehu Village; it is not that one cannot survive, but rather who would be willing to come here

Is there an opportunity

The younger sister saw him and joyfully rushed over. As she ran, her little feet struck the ground with great force, thud thud thud.

At the bottom level of the iron tower lies a deep well, containing a vast number of various monsters, demons, and otherworldly beings. Any one of them, if it were to escape, would unleash a terrifying catastrophe across the eight wildernesses, resulting in a bloodbath of unimaginable proportions

Sun Changming smiled, opened his arms, and instinctively wanted to dodge. However, with a change of thought, he decided to test whether he had truly become stronger.

"Eastern Uncle." Sun Changming murmured to himself

After a while, I finally managed to calm my younger sister down. She skipped happily to the kitchen to cook. Sun Changming closed the door and checked today's harvest.

Sun Changming still remembers how difficult it was to endure every winter, as the ashes in the furnace seemed to have all their heat carried away by a gust of cold wind

However, the entity sealed within this deep well is undoubtedly an immensely powerful existence. For them, other forms of punishment, such as the - illustrated - book punishment, are merely akin to a tickle. In fact, whenever the punishment is administered, they, already accustomed to it, will even speak disrespectfully to the iron tower above their heads, engaging in various forms of mockery and displaying extreme arrogance.

Sun Changming lay on the ground, gazing at the vast sky through the gaps in the roof. The small mountain village was surrounded by a much larger world outside.

was ejected

The sound and color of the stone chime are clear and melodious

As this thought arose, a warm current surged from the lower abdomen, spreading throughout the body

However, today, as Sun Changming gently struck that stone chime, the ninth level of the iron tower suddenly shone brightly

Sun Changming sighed; this uncle seemed somewhat different from the previous young cultivators. He must have had some unavoidable difficulties that compelled him to go to the Great Earth Mound

Sun Changming opened the pouch and unexpectedly discovered that the space within it was beyond imagination—larger than the small, shabby house he currently lived in

Sun Changming has already encountered two groups, and it seems that besides himself, the other pearl divers have also come across many outsiders

"Became a fool, became a fool..."

The middle-aged man is clearly different from those young practitioners—who are the superficial protagonists in blood plasma horror films; the middle-aged man is evidently compelled by circumstances beyond his control

Dong——

There are some ancient and simple patterns above, but due to their age, some are too blurred to be discerned

"Brother, it's time to eat!" Sun Changyan's cheerful voice interrupted Sun Changming's thoughts, and he stood up, saying, "Coming!"

It seems as if divine thunder is about to strike down

Although I still do not understand why the formidable overlord, the ferocious fish, is so anxious about such a "trivial matter," it is indeed a good thing

Covering it with a thin layer of soil, this way, when my sister and I sleep each night, even if the hearth has lost its warmth, we will not feel cold

On the corner of the back of the brocade pouch, a small character "Yan" is embroidered, and Sun Changming fell into a moment of silence

What does the tyrant fish want this for? Sun Changming muttered to himself. It is said that these ferocious creatures from the rivers and mountains were born from this cold poison; the more intense the cold poison, the stronger they become

He seemed to have finally made a decision, reaching out to ruffle Sun Changming's hair, and took out a silk pouch from his bosom, placing it in Sun Changming's hand: "I fear I will have no use for this, so I am giving it to you"

Sun Changyan burst in abruptly

I have also encountered a few, all of whom are extraordinary beings, having descended directly from the heavens. However, they can be quite fierce; if you respond a bit slowly, it feels like being struck by a whip

Brother

As Sun Changming held it in his hand, he felt a distinct warmth surging forth, different from the warm current of the little loach, yet both were very effective against the cold poison in the village

Sun Changming played for a while and found it quite interesting; this thing turned out to be a pastime. He thought for a moment, then crawled into the hole where his sister was sleeping and buried half a stone tablet underneath.