novelraw Chapter 172 : The Eighteenth Level of Hell, Construction Begins
Chapter 172 : The Eighteenth Level of Hell, Construction Begins
Chapter 172: The Eighteenth Level of Hell, Construction Begins
The events that had happened to Li Tianwei in the Purple Profound Mansion were now completely revealed through divination within the Sacred Land of Baiyuan and the Sacred Land of Lingxu—that terrifying half-core, half-infant form, and that dreadful eruption.
The Ancestor of Heavenly Blood and Yun Danzhi, along with the others, had been utterly annihilated; even the scene of them being refined into the Saint Soul Banner appeared.
Just like when they had previously divined Li Tianwei, everything about him was too clear, too exposed.
He had not even given them a chance to counterattack—his audacity lay in not concealing anything at all.
And those mighty experts who witnessed the result could only stare blankly at the manifested image.
"This must be a lie!"
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At that very moment in Jing’an City, Li Tianwei had stayed behind to settle the souls within the banner and chose to rest there.
Naturally, he was unaware that his actions along the journey had already shaken the four great Sacred Lands.
Fei Xuzi and the others were also busy arranging the resettlement of millions, while Li Tianwei took this opportunity to cleanse Jing’an City of its corrupt cultivators.
Although cultivators like Fei Xuzi were not problematic, the city itself harbored far too many forces and people—naturally, all kinds of filthy deeds abounded.
Especially within the marketplaces, where rogue cultivators were endlessly tormented by those who enjoyed the protection of sect-backed powerhouses.
Because these influential sect cultivators oppressed others, the scattered cultivators, in turn, vented their cruelty upon landlords and rich men. Those landlords, having some strength of their own, naturally passed their abuse further down—to the commoners and slaves beneath them.
And slaves, as well as the ordinary people, naturally had families. Some were heads of households. Observing the hierarchy and “father-as-supreme” rules among nobles, they too established such systems within their homes.
In short, corruption had rotted everything from top to bottom. Yet though many were affected, most people still held a spark of goodness—unable to see the cycle’s true cause, they could only live on in muddled ignorance.
As for those who committed unforgivable evil, Li Tianwei would never spare them. After a single sweep, he added yet another batch into the Saint Soul Banner.
Seeing this, Fei Xuzi and the others personally expanded Jing’an City—painstakingly refining every detail and standing guard themselves.
To Li Tianwei, this proved that there were still decent cultivators in the world.
Even so, Li Tianwei also realized a flaw within himself.
"I examine myself three times a day."
He constantly sought to find what within him was unkind or wrong—but found none.
However, after the incident at the Purple Profound Mansion—
Now that he had merely destroyed that sect, the number of evil souls in the Saint Soul Banner had already doubled. How many more would there be to purify across the entire Sacred Land of Lingxu?
Thus, the Saint Soul Banner was already insufficient.
But Li Tianwei had long planned for this. While Fei Xuzi and the others were still settling the refugees, he decided it was time to enhance the Saint Soul Banner.
He took out a fragment filled with stardust and chaotic power from his storage ring.
That fragment was the very shard cut off from the Forbidden Land of Taixu when he had been expelled from it.
"This piece is perfect. I was just wondering what to do with it!"
"Now it fits perfectly."
Li Tianwei looked at the Taixu Fragment in his hand and smiled.
He then summoned the Saint Soul Banner. Since it had absorbed Su Qianhe and many others from Jing’an City, the resentment within had thickened yet again.
Blackish-green miasma seeped out; from within came faint, shrill cries and wails.
Who could have imagined that such a small object contained tens of thousands of evil souls and millions of ordinary people?
Li Tianwei knew—the Saint Soul Banner was nearing its limit.
"Now let me properly improve you."
He pressed his hand upon the banner, activated the Resentment Channeling Curse, and embedded the Taixu Fragment into it.
In that instant, the immense energy once absorbed within the Forbidden Land of Taixu seemed to find its master and surged toward the fragment.
Within the banner, the tormented evil souls noticed the disturbance. Even those spirits inflicting punishments halted, all turning their gaze skyward.
A fragment descended slowly within the void, rippling space as it fell.
The power within the banner poured desperately toward it, cracks appearing across the fabric.
A beam of light shone from outside.
The souls within the banner didn’t know what was happening beyond, but many were former cultivators—upon seeing such fissures and radiant light, they understood it well.
This was a treasure on the verge of destruction.
Their first thought—freedom. Once the banner was destroyed, they would be free.
Su Qianhe, who had only just entered, had already endured over a dozen tortures. Seeing this sight, tears welled up as she whimpered, “We’re going to be free… The banner’s breaking… Li Tianwei must be in trouble…”
She was not alone; countless evil souls thought the same.
Trapped within this hopeless realm, even the faintest glimmer of light became their spiritual pillar of hope.
If Li Tianwei perished, they would be free. On that spiritual level, they had already “won.”
With such thoughts, they trembled in excitement, glaring hatefully at those who had tormented them, imagining their revenge once the bondage was gone.
Yet in that instant, a familiar voice echoed throughout the banner—instantly crushing their fleeting hope, plunging them back into purgatory.
"Don’t stop! I’m working here—don’t mind me, continue!"
Li Tianwei’s voice drifted through leisurely.
The spirits that had paused mid-torment froze for a moment, then immediately resumed their punishments.
Li Tianwei hadn’t expected the Taixu Fragment’s energy to be so potent—it had even stirred the power he’d collected back in the Forbidden Land of Taixu.
Still, it made sense; after all, immortal energy originated from that very place. The fragment’s reaction was only natural.
"Since it has such power, then my plan can finally be realized."
"My Eighteen Levels of Hell… and the Six Paths of Reincarnation—how perfectly they fit!"
Li Tianwei grew visibly excited.
"Since that’s the case—Eighteen Levels of Hell, begin construction!"