All Heavens: Starting from Becoming a God

After bidding farewell to the Great God of Blood Lake, Wang Yu continued to move deeper into the passage.

The shapeless Blood Lake God watched Wang Yu go away, with the twisted faces on its three heads covering all of his expressions.

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Bai Junyan, who was held in Wang Yu's hand, sighed silently.

He never thought that the Great God of Blood Lake, whom he worshiped, would turn into such an unspeakable appearance.

This frightened him for a while.

"Fortunately, I am at the bottom of the Northern Sea of ​​Yin, so I have suffered the least impact. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened under the earth-shaking impact."

Bai Junyan couldn't help but feel a little worried about the next journey. After all, the Blood Lake Hell is located at the bottom of the North Yin Sea and is the lowest of the five levels of hell.

But the impact suffered can already be called a catastrophe.

The authority that originally kept all the dead souls awake was directly withdrawn. Countless souls who suffered in the Blood Lake Hell gradually transformed into ghosts without self-awareness over the long years.

"Then what will it look like on the next level?" Bai Junyan couldn't help but think.

He turned his head and looked at the senior Wang who was carrying him. The other person still had a calm look. This senior Wang seemed not to care at all about what he was about to encounter ahead.

Is this the confidence of Zhenjun series?

Wang Yu, who was missed by Bai Junyan, was walking casually in the space passage to the fourth floor.

As soon as he walked out of the area covered by the Fubo Gate, he was once again greeted by chaotic spatial turbulence.

Wang Yu's domain of faith collided violently with space turbulence again. These space turbulences that even Nascent Soul cultivators had to avoid did not cause much trouble in front of Wang Yu.

Wang Yu looked like he was taking a leisurely stroll.

Suddenly, he turned to look at Bai Junyan who was being carried, and asked: "Colonel Bai, how much do you know about the Blood Pool Hell?"

"Well, I know a thing or two."

"Let's talk and listen. Maybe it can help us on our next journey." Wang Yu replied, looking at the passage that was about to end.

Faced with Wang Yu's request, Bai Junyan naturally did not dare to have any extra thoughts.

He knew very well that the reason why he was still alive was that it was still valuable.

If you cannot show your due value.

I am afraid that I am not worthy of continuing on with Wang Yu for the rest of the journey.

"This upper level of hell is the fourth level of hell in the North Yin Sea, the Blood Pool Hell. Its structure is very different from the Blood Lake Hell, but the punishments are slightly lighter than the Blood Lake Hell."

While Bai Junyan was talking, he saw Wang Yu carrying him to the end of the passage, and then the other party punched him through the air again!

Click.

The mirror cracked and the space shattered, revealing a gray sky.

Then Wang Yu took a step forward.

He looked around at the scenery that was almost the same as the Blood Lake Hell, and shook his head: "Go on."

"Yes, yes, there is also a gate city in this Blood Pool Hell, and in the passage leading to the third level, there is also a Dingyuan Gate similar to the Fubo Gate."

Bai Junyan replied hurriedly.

"Oh? So what you mean is that there is also a god sitting in the Dingyuan Gate?" Wang Yu took over the other party's words.

"That's right. The one sitting at the Dingyuan Gate is the Great God of Blood Pond, but now, I don't know what he looks like."

Bai Junyan showed a wry smile.

Obviously, after he saw the indescribable appearance of the Blood Lake God he worshiped, he no longer had any expectations for any god he encountered next.

Wang Yu didn't say much about this, and just asked: "So, do you know where the passage to the upper level of the Blood Pool Hell is?"

"I know, I know, I know this." Bai Junyan responded quickly, fearing that he would lose his use value.

"In the five prisons of Beiyin, the locations to the upper level are all fixed, and they are all above Naguan City."

Wang Yu nodded.

Then he loosened his grip on Bai Junyan and said, "Then please ask Lieutenant Bai to take me to Guancheng in the Blood Pool Hell to have a look."

Bai Junyan had no time to enjoy the joy of regaining his freedom. At Wang Yu's "request", he took him to Guancheng in this hell.

Along the way, Wang Yu did not encounter any wronged souls.

"Where are those innocent souls?" Wang Yu was a little curious.

"Why are they nowhere to be seen? It seems that apart from being stripped of authority like the Blood Lake Hell, there seems to be something extra happening here."

The suffering souls in the Blood Lake Hell, after losing the protection of the netherworld, became unjust ghosts who lost themselves, like walking corpses.

The dead souls accumulated during the tens of thousands of years of Shenting's rule are countless.

These evil ghosts transformed from dead souls filled every corner of the Blood Lake Hell.

But in this blood pool hell, there was no trace of them.

Wang Yu frowned slightly. So far, he still had no idea.

Soon, under the leadership of Bai Junyan, Wang Yu arrived at the Guancheng with the words "blood pool hell" engraved on it.

However, Guancheng was empty, and there was no trace of any ghost cultivator activities.

"Tsk, it looks like they are all dead?" Wang Yu tutted.

"Captain Bai, what do you think, other than this city, where would you guys stay under normal circumstances?"

Bai Junyan was obviously confused by this scene. He scratched his head and replied: "Ying, there should be no other place to stay."

Wang Yu shrugged.

Just when he wanted to let Bai Junyan continue to take him to the passage.

Bai Junyan seemed to suddenly think of something key, and he pointed at the area of ​​belief that was shrouded in Wang Yu's body.

"Senior Wang, can you temporarily remove this magical power?"

"Oh? Of course."

As soon as the words fell, the realm of faith that had originally covered Bai Junyan disappeared instantly.

Then Wang Yu keenly noticed some subtle changes in Bai Junyan.

Is his color fading?

Just as Wang Yu was thinking about this, Bai Junyan, who looked frightened on his brows, begged Wang Yu for help:

"Senior, senior, save me!"

As Wang Yu's mind moved, the realm of faith once again enveloped Bai Junyan's soul, and the color fading phenomenon also stopped.

Bai Junyan was trembling all over when he suddenly suffered a terrible horror. He looked down at the soul body that had just been exposed in the blood pool hell, looking like he was about to cry without tears.

This is an irreversible erosion.

If he stays for a while longer, I'm afraid Bai Junyan will really be "faded", and then he will completely lose his soul and body, and his body will die.

"Senior, here, in this Blood Pool Hell, there is another missing authority." Bai Junyan was trembling as he spoke.