Wang Pei Zhi's body was as weak as a jelly. He could see the white light from heaven as the anger with wings descended here to take him to the paradise world.
At the same time, when he remembered, 'You will atone for your sin in hell.', he instantly saw a grim reaper with a terrifying smile that made his hair stand up. From hell, he approached him and put the chains around his body as a grim reaper pulled him into hell.
In hell, his body was thrown into the boiling pot. The flame was burning with intensity as he saw that his body had turned into a boiling black potato.
Boiling Potato: Why am I in hell? I was accompanying my brother, Mr. Potato, to the hot spring! This boiling potato is an imposter! This isn't me.
"Why are you making an expression as if you are about to pass away anytime?" Shenlian Yingyue shook Wang Pei Zhi's shoulders to bring back his lost soul and sanity.