Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up

Chapter 619 521: Hell, Eighteenth Level

Looking at Zuo Xiaoluo, Thirteen smiled darkly.

"I admit you do have some talent, but that's all there is to it."

"The power of Lord Nether Tree is beyond imagination."

After speaking, he glanced at the giant tree behind him, a resolute look on his face.

Thirteen turned around and plunged into the black giant tree, finally standing atop its crown. His body gradually became rigid, and black bark appeared on him—not only on his skin but on his face. Even his internal organs underwent immense changes at this moment.

The blood throughout his body stopped flowing, gradually transforming into wooden vine-like branches.

Then his heart stopped beating, and his once crimson heart was replaced by wood.

In the end, he stood like a withered Tree Person on the giant tree, lifeless.

Thirteen spread his arms wide, quietly waiting.

Starting from the base of the giant tree, layer by layer began to explode.

The fragments, like wood chips, floated in the air, gradually forming a black cage.

This scene left countless soldiers somewhat stunned.

"Could it be yet another illusion technique he has cast? Such a colossal tree exploding now!"

"I remember Hell is supposed to have eighteen layers. He previously summoned only seventeen, all of which were easily resolved by General Zuo. This eighteenth layer should be the Blade Hell, but it's not as fearsome as imagined. He's probably at his wits' end. As long as we kill him, we can achieve victory."

"It's not that simple. The giant tree truly exists. If I'm not mistaken, this time it isn't an Illusion Realm."

....

Zuo Xiaoluo watched the gradually forming black cage, realizing that what Thirteen was casting wasn't an illusion, but something real.

She wanted to intervene, but for some reason, as soon as she approached the black cage, her body instantly became immobilized, completely unable to move.

Even her Laws couldn't manifest at this time.

However,

Zuo Xiaoluo lowered her head, looking at the life and death energies in her hands.

The vibrant energy in her left hand had always been active, constantly nourishing her body. This was why she could consolidate the power of a hundred thousand soldiers for herself; with this energy, her body wouldn't collapse.

Yet the death energy in her right hand couldn't be mobilized from the beginning.

Though she could sense the immense energy within, it seemed unrelated to her, as if her right hand was merely its host.

Now, with the appearance of the black cage, the death-filled energy in her right hand began to struggle to break free.

Zuo Xiaoluo held her sword, her arm trembling slightly.

Resisting the energy's attempt to leave.

In no time, Clone Thirteen unleashed the black cage.

In the void, the original black giant tree vanished, leaving only an immense black cage.

Clone Thirteen stood atop the cage.

He looked at Zuo Xiaoluo, his eyes cold.

"Though I didn't want it to come to this, your power surpasses what my Illusion Realm can handle. This is the most powerful ability granted by Lord Nether Tree, the final layer of Hell."

"Moreover, according to Lord Nether Tree, within the Three Thousand Worlds, there should have been eighteen layers of Hell. But for reasons unknown, they gradually disappeared, weakening the strength of the Three Thousand Worlds in the Cosmos. It's like a funnel; once someone dies, their power vanishes."

"If my eighteen layers of Hell can evolve over time, there might be a chance to compensate for this world's deficiencies."

Zuo Xiaoluo suddenly asked, "Are you talking about the Underworld?"

She had once heard Zhao Yi mention a plan to create a Celestial Court in the New World.

It was said that once the Celestial Court was established, it could sustain the development of the New World and ensure its balance.

He also speculated that the New World should have an Underworld.

Zuo Xiaoluo didn't understand what the Underworld meant at the time, as she was not from outside the book, and naturally knew nothing about it.

Later, after Zhao Yi explained, she realized the Underworld was responsible for reincarnation and rebirth.

Once the Underworld could be established, people's souls there would be cleansed and reincarnated, forgetting past life's memories and starting anew as infants.

It's like a cycle; death and rebirth should occur in the Underworld.

Of course, this isn't physical but rather the cycle of the soul.

It ensures the world's soul quantity and soul power remain in a stable state.

Zuo Xiaoluo was confused when she first heard it. Now, hearing Clone Thirteen speak, she immediately understood.

Recalling the hellish Illusion Realms she had experienced, if they never existed, how could the opponent have cast them?

Clone Thirteen gave a cold laugh: "Next, let me show you the might of this layer of Hell."

After speaking, he waved his hand, sending the black cage hurtling toward Zuo Xiaoluo.

Honestly, Zuo Xiaoluo was wary of his eerie methods, and as he approached, she quickly retreated.

"If you keep retreating, it won't be you entering this hellish cage, but those soldiers behind you. Given their strength, they would be melted into blood in less than a second, wouldn't they?"

"Besides, aren't they using the battle formation to gather their power onto you? At this time, what's the difference between them and ordinary people?"

"Are you just going to watch them die in front of you?"

...

Zuo Xiaoluo looked back in shock. Sure enough, the soldiers were also retreating, but their speed was too slow, each displaying a look of terror on their faces.

After all.

Who wouldn't be unnerved upon seeing the terrifying black cage?

Zuo Xiaoluo took a deep breath and had to stop in her tracks.

Clone Thirteen's was an open scheme; she could escape, but those soldiers behind would surely die.

She glanced once more at the massive black cage, then soared into the air.

Her form turned into a shadow, disappearing from the sight of the soldiers.

When he saw her obediently enter, a grim killing intent appeared on Thirteen's face.

Now, having used this move, he wouldn't live much longer.

His body and heart were already wooden, nearly akin to a dead man.

The only reason he remained standing was due to the power of the soul.

Once the Power of the Soul was exhausted, his life would end.

But, as long as he could kill Zuo Xiaoluo, it would all be worth it.

After all.

Zuo Xiaoluo might not know what the energies in her hands meant, but he did. If she died in the cage, he might reap extraordinary benefits.