"After you die, you will also become part of this Nether Tree, sharing the same fate as them in this Eighteen Layers of Eternal Hell."
"As for the clone you're referring to, although I'm not as skilled as him, I can see that with just your cultivation alone, you're probably not my match."
"Amitabha, next, let the benefactor enter Hell!"
"This first layer of Hell is called the Eggshell Hell, also known as the Hell of Solitude, please enter it to face your fate, benefactor!"
After he finished speaking, Zuo Xiaoluo finally noticed that although the Nether Tree was densely packed with countless beings, they were clearly arranged into eighteen layers. After the thirteenth one finished speaking, those beings on the first layer immediately wailed like mad.
Zuo Xiaoluo instantly felt the world spinning around her, a wave of sorrow and loneliness engulfing her.
Once those creatures finished howling, they exploded one by one and then constructed a cage in the void.
