The Northern Sword God
Khar Amitan Peak
The Khar Amitan Mountains are a snowy mountain range located in the western part of the vast Northern Region. The stretch of mountains lined up was actually made up of ten mountains lined with each other, with each varying height.
One of the mountains that has the highest peak is actually called Mount Khar Amitan. The mountains themselves have a creepy story circulating among martial practitioners "Once you set foot in Khar Aminta, it means you have said goodbye to life".
Hearing the creepy story means that, in the mountains it always happens creepy things that make the people of Telaga River World consider Khar Amitan is a sacred place.
Others, however, believe that Khar Amitan is merely a shrouded place for the fugitives, fugitives and world-class criminals, hunted by the Sect, to be found, Clans were even Empires in the various regions of the God Filtration Continent.
On that sunny morning, a human body figure wearing all-grey clothes, seen running very fast, sliding on layer after layer of snow that enveloped the Khar Amitan Mountains. Although it looked like running so fast like that, but actually the gray-robed figure did not leave any footprints at all on the snow he passed.
Indeed, in the entire mountainous area it imposed a ban on flying, where an invisible array was deliberately installed, so that anyone who wanted to visit the Khar Amitan Mountains, the goods of the Khar Amitan Mountains, would not be seen, it is mandatory to travel by walking or running along the foot of the mountain with clothes, until it reaches the top.
The gray robe that was Sima Yong, previously after a long time circling in the northern sky and making the pursuers dizzy, then closed all the aura using a talisman, then he moved towards the Western part of the Northern Region here, to the Khar Amitan Mountains.
"I guessed it was at the highest peak that the entrance to the Hell of the World was available.
I have been to three peaks, but no trace of anything? Hopefully this time will not be wrong again" he then threw his breath strongly, and made the movement of the Flying Technique Above his Grass was getting firmer catapulting himself like cotton in the wind.
Not long after, Sima Yong had been at the top of Mount Khar Amitan. Sima Yong admired the view of the peak of Khar Amitan, while thinking about how to find the entrance to the Hell World. Meanwhile, the view above the peak seemed to be a thin expanse of fog enveloping the peak, to the point of injecting the legs of himself.
Then he faintly heard two people talking to each other.
"Note your name and what your purpose is to enter the World Hell !" a voice that sounded so haunted, made Sima Yong wake up from the daydream and rush towards the direction where the voice came from.
When he arrived at the part where the voice came from, he could see that the voice was an old man of about seventy years old, while standing on an imperceptible edge of the abyss because it was covered in fog.
The man's body was so tall slim, with a stature that looked very healthy like a twenty-five year old youngster alone. Sima Yong was unable to guess the old man's cultivation with certainty. But he was sure that the age of that person was not seventy as it seemed.
"I suspect at least that person's age is about two hundred years.
That person's combat equipment consisted of a DAO-class spirit device" Sima Yong's inner self while being amazed.
Meanwhile, in front of the person, stood another who was seen to have disguised his appearance by wearing a dou peng hat.
"This lowly me is named Ge Kuo. I came all the way from the Western Region of this continent, to cultivate in this World Hell"
Sima Yong immediately suspected Ge Kuo was a fugitive or a criminal who tried to hide himself in the Hell World. But even though everyone knows that the Hell of the World is a fugitive escape, it is clear that the inhabitants of the place do not like if the Hell of the World is called a hiding place or shelter.
"Where to cultivate? Very devious this Ge Kuo, made up the story as if he was going to cultivate in the Hell World. Isn't this place a very poor Eve Qi which is very unsuitable for cultivating?" Sima Yong laughed in his heart.
The voice of the guard man rang out as he read something from the thick book floating before him.
"Ge Kuo, evil has killed one Nine Star clan, becoming a fugitive for 50,000 Blue Manna!
Well, you can enter the Hell of the World. Please choose which door you will enter !"
Firmly heard the voice of the old man guarding the entrance to the Hell World, which immediately raised three bridges from the void on the edge of the misty abyss.
Ge Kuo looked confused and hesitant. It seemed like he wanted to ask a question, but the guard man seemed to be pretending to be busy flipping through the sheets of books in front of him.
"hem... Master" Ge Kuo let out a voice, trying to attract the attention of the guard.
With a flat face the old man the guard asked back,
"Why? You don't know how to enter the Hell World? Shouldn't you be looking for an inforation before coming to this place?" his voice sounded mocking which then made Ge Kuo was all wrong.
Ge Kuo then bowed, joked and asked the question politely,
"Please tell me how to enter the Hell of the World"
Looking at the binding respectful attitude of Ge Kuo, the old man became a little loose in words. Yet still in a tone that sounded half-snickering he said,
"Three bridges on the edge of the abyss will lead you to which part of the Hell of the World.
The first bridge will take you to a place called the third Hell. The third hell is an escape settlement with mediocre abilities.
The second bridge leads to the fifth Hell, a mid-ranked escape and fugitive spot. While the last bridge over there, will take you to the Ninth Hell which is an elite place in the Hell of the World.
Only high-ranking experts were able to escape through the door of the ninth Hell Bridge" the old man then stared intently at Ge Kuo who was now silent.
"Please choose which door you feel you can pass according to your cultivation.
One message I have, when you have chosen, then you will not have a second chance to enter the World Hell" the old man smiled coldly, saying, while Ge Kuo felt his heart beating fast hearing the conditions of entering the Hell World.
"There is only one chance, and if it does not work out then the death is the way out" Ge Kuo's heart beat increasingly timid.
When Ge Kuo was still speechless in doubt, to choose which door he would enter, the old man's voice sounded urgent to him,
"Have you made a choice? Please hasten your election, five others have lined up behind you"
"These two jackbirds don't give me a bit of a tunnel to think about. At any time when I have been in that Hell World, I will search for him and I will kill him secretly" Ge Kuo's blood boiled over due to the disrespectful treatment of the doorkeeper's old man.
"Ninth hell ! Yes I chose to enter the ninth hell" Ge Kuo yelled half annoyed.
"good. You have made a choice through the ninth door of hell.
Then you can go to the end of the bridge there to enter the place of your choice"
Ge Kuo rushed towards the illusion bridge called the ninth hell door while pounding. Other people were currently directly focused in which direction Ge Kuo would cross.
At that time Ge Kuo had just made his third step on the illusion bridge, when a giant lightning bolt struck him and gave him an electric shock of at least 60 million jin.
All eyes bulged in notice as Ge Kuo thrashed over the illusion bridge, which within two blinks of his eyes had become charred, following a heart-rending shriek of grief. Ge Kuo's charred body was instantaneous and he fell freely into the depths of the abyss - when the illusory bridge that spanned it vanished.
The few people lined up in line to enter the Hell World became horrified instantly. How not? That Ge Kuo was a practitioner who had a cultivation at least at the level three SAGE Crossing Realm. But in just a few breaths, he was instantly killed while trying to cross the bridge connecting to the ninth World Hell.
There was a voice full of ridicule from the doorkeeper's old man,
"huh I expected. That guy was nothing more than a bag of rice. The force was sky-high, yet it died in just two breaths.
Here it is ! Please go forward" shouted the man.
The row of people who were waiting in line for their turn to enter the Hell World, became silent.
*Connected*
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