The Northern Sword God
The Ninth Bridge of Hell
"The next one !" the doorkeeper of Hell World.
He glanced left and right waiting for the next participant to pass through the World Hell Door. Clearly he saw there were still six other people who had been lined up waiting for their turn to enter the Hell World. But those people did not make any moves.
"Did you suddenly quash the urge to cultivate in the Hell of the World?" he asked with a gaping mouth, astonishment.
Apparently after seeing the fateful incident that befell Ge Kuo, the queue of people became hesitant to take action over the bridge of Hell World. Sima Yong who was at the very back of the line was of course feeling bad if he charged.
"If you are still hesitant to make a decision, then let someone else first cross the bridge of Hell World" the man deliberately spoke out loud in an impatient-sounding tone.
Hurry up the pair of men and women who were in the first line, step back a few acts back and give an opportunity to whomever wants to take that first place.
"We are this couple, giving the opportunity to experts who intend to take our place in the first place to enter Hell World"
Then while putting on a fake face as if a person of good faith and friendly, the couple spread a smile. In his heart they smiled mockingly, and wanted to see who the next foolish human who would die was struck by lightning at the ninth door of hell.
When the ten breaths had passed, there was not the slightest movement of people lined up for the intention of taking first place, as suddenly as someone spoke,
"Let me be the first to cross that bridge"
Everyone is ready to turn around and look to see who such a brave person is. And it turns out that the voice of the man was the son of a handsome young man, with a bright face with gray hair that matched the color of the robe he was wearing.
Secretly those guys are inward,
"The innocent face of this child is not suitable to be called a fugitive of the world. What sins did he commit?"
"Isn't this boy too young to be a criminal?"
"Do you want to be a hero? Let's see the interesting spectacle !"
Sima Yong quickly walked over to the door guard's old man. He said,
"If no one else wants to be the next participant, then allow this young me to be the first to cross the bridge of hell"
The old man turned his face, then looked at Sima Yong's face fixedly.
"So young?"
The old man actually wanted to ask further about the young man's abilities. But the next moment he dismissed his wish. His life experience of several hundred years had taught him one thing. "Don't easily believe in someone's innocent appearance"
back in his indifferent style, the guard man began to ask questions.
"Tell me your name, then I'll check your crime history and recommend where you'll choose later" his hand opened before him.
Bowing in salute, the young man said,
"The name Sima Yong, and I are from the Middle Region, precisely from the Great Eagles Empire in this God Filtration Continent"
The old man then opened a book that miraculously opened directly on a page containing the description of the person named Sima Yong. The doorkeeper's old man was silent in shock. Then stammering, speaking,
"You're in the hunt of two Super Sects?
Wh-what?
Fourteen SAGE specifically targeted you?"
The old man once again stared fixedly at Sima Yong. He wanted to make sure that the description in the book matched the stature of the young man standing before him.
After a fire, the man gave up on reality. The figure before him matched the image depicted in the book.
"h-huh. The ninth hell seems to match your qualifications.
You can try it from now on !" the man changed his call to "you" from "you". His attitude became much more friendly.
Everyone is holding their breath and will be grateful if misfortune happens later. All waiting for a surprise when the gray robe will die struck by lightning on the first step on the bridge.
"Out-out-outside !" three thunderbolts struck as the gray robe made sure his stride on the footing was the third step on the bridge.
Roman face full of happy smiles clearly visible on the faces of the people who were waiting in line.
"Feel, your arrogance will destroy you!" maki some people sound full of jealous tones. Indeed, the group did not come from people who are ethical.
They were on average criminals who later became fugitives. Of course none of them were happy when the grey-robed youngster looked like he had taken the door guard man's heart.
A few seconds ago, when they saw the doorkeeper man turn out to be friendly with the youngster, that second also the feeling of hatred instantly grew quickly in the hearts of those evil people.
Back to the exploding lightning on the bridge ...
"Outside !"
Once again the thunder boomed and threatened the gray robe. But how surprised they were when the Red-colored Sword had flown out of the youngster's storage room and then spun quickly around shrouding the youngster. the two fingers on his right hand were seen twitching like they were giving orders to the Red Sword.
Then with a swift movement like a demonic dance, the Red Sword darted quickly, went against the four thunderbolts then collided with each other causing a thunderous explosive sound.
"Out-out-out-out-outside !"
The Red Sword moved dancing swiftly following the movement of the two fingers on the gray robe's right hand.
"Slash !" the sword sliced through the void, while the gray robe looked as if it was clumped in mid-air.
"What a beautiful movement !" all the people unintentionally spoke praise.
In the jumping position, the gray robe's right hand is seen moving to rule the sword dance, while his left hand is stretched out of the air. He sent out a palm strike towards the endless collection of thunderbolts that exploded.
"Bom !" the last explosion that was very loud was heard, not only leaving a terrible sound, but causing smoke due to the damage of something that arose from the impact earlier.
Then things became quiet. And among the smog, everyone saw the young man leisurely waltzing to the end of the bridge of the Ninth Hell.
"He escaped at the door of the ninth hell !"
The audience who had hoped that many young people would be wretched, now became agape in silence.
"Is he really that young? His strength seemed to be that of an expert who had practiced for at least a hundred years!"
Secretly those who initially rejoice if the gray robe experiences misfortune, immediately shiver in the heart.
"Hopefully in the Hell of the World, I will not encounter such a monster. I'm afraid he's memorized my face and will take action because I've been bad with him"
When everyone was still in silence in his shock, a voice sounded from across the ravine.
"Array at the door of the Ninth Hell is damaged. Please summon an array expert to repair the ninth hell bridge !"
***
Meanwhile, Sima Yong the gray robe walked as usual, crossing the ninth bridge of hell to the opposite side. He was not ignorant, that at the end of the bridge, thousands of pairs of eyes were watching and watching him as he broke through the door called the ninth hell.
"From now on I have to be more careful. A person who breaks through at the door of the ninth hell will be a rival to the members of the elite region in that World Hell".
Sima Yong walked following the cliffs and the cold rock in the snow. The longer he goes deeper and deeper into the deepest bowels of Mount Khar Amitan.
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