Battling Wicked-Imperial Sect
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng arrived at the gate to Hell and found all the self-cultivators standing afar. They wanted to get the immortal sutra but did not want to lose their lives.
He noticed his steps becoming heavier and heavier as if he was carrying a 1000-kilogram stone on his back.
Hell was definitely incredibly horrific. Every single step Qingfeng Li took was becoming more and more difficult. The same went for the people with him. They were walking with difficulty like they were carrying humongous stones as well, and the ground sank as their feet stepped on it.
Everyone was becoming pale due to the intensive consumption of their vital essence.
"Let's stop and take a break." Qingfeng Li waved his hand.
Flower Fairy was out of breath, "This is so tiring. Why is the pressure so strong here?"
Black Puppy said in front, "We are fairly close to the entrance, and there are phantoms of demons and immortals. They are exerting an oppressive aura on the area."