The shrill screams and painful wails were filled with dark and gloomy, which was enough to make people creepy hell. Countless ghosts were subjected to extremely cruel punishments in layers of hell.

The intense pain that cannot be described in words made the ghosts who were suffering from various punishments in each layer of hell scream and scream at the top of their lungs.

Even though such endless pain has made their consciousness numb and chaotic, the instinctive stimulation will still subconsciously wail and scream.

At this time, Yin Xiu, who was being punished in the 16th floor of volcanic hell, was also the same.

After experiencing the pain of hell for unknown periods, his consciousness has gradually become numb and confused, completely losing the concept of cognition of time. All that remains in his consciousness is pain, all kinds of endless pain!

Yin Xiu's consciousness continued to sink in this continuous pain. If he continued like this, perhaps his consciousness would have been destined to be in the repeated cycle of torture and pain in these eighteen levels of hell, and could not get out of this illusory world.

However, Yin Xiu is not an extraordinary person after all, but a cultivator with the peak cultivation level of the fusion stage and his state of mind is almost complete!

In the endless pain, Yin Xiu's consciousness gradually became numb and became confused. He didn't know where he was, who he was, and everything outside...

However, as time went by, Yin Xiu's consciousness gradually flashed again in this numbness and confusion. There seemed to be a force of resistance deep in his consciousness that was constantly trying to awaken his consciousness and let him wake up from the endless sinking.

The power was not very strong, and seemed to be suppressed by something, always appearing and floating.

However, even so, Yin Xiu's consciousness was called by that force, and his ability to restore his thinking bit by bit. Under the strong pain that flowed like a tide, Yin Xiu's little thinking ability that he had finally recovered was very tenaciously persisting, and was not extinguished by the endless pain and sinking again.

Yin Xiu, who had recovered some of his thinking ability, gradually became stronger, and his thinking ability was also very tenacious and continued to recover and strengthen.

"who I am?"

This question suddenly arose in Yin Xiu's consciousness. Although his consciousness is still very vague and confused at this moment, this question is so clear.

It was as if there was a vague outline between the fog in front, but it was enough to make people judge that there was a mountain there.

After this question arose in his consciousness, Yin Xiu's thinking fell into silence.

I don’t know how long it took, but his thinking suddenly became active again, “Yin Xiu. My name is Yin Xiu!”

The violent fluctuating thinking made the resistance force in Yin Xiu's consciousness suddenly become much stronger, and what followed was that his consciousness became clearer.

“Where is this place?”

After a while, new questions arose in Yin Xiu's consciousness.

However, his consciousness only recovered a very insignificant slight. After the questions arose, the time for thinking to react was obviously very long.

After a long time, the answer gradually emerged in his consciousness, "I am in the eighteenth level of hell. I was sent to the eighteenth level of hell by the King of Hell and will never be reborn."

After the answer appeared, Yin Xiu's thinking was once again silenced.

At some point, Yin Xiu's consciousness suddenly suddenly appeared in his mind, "No wonder I feel so painful. It turns out that I am in the eighteenth level hell. But why am I being sent to the eighteenth level hell by the King of Hell and not being able to be reborn?"

Some very familiar scenes gradually emerged from Yin Xiu's vague consciousness. However, those scenes seemed to have slowed down hundreds of times or thousands of times, and the movements in each picture seemed particularly slow.

However, for Yin Xiu's vague consciousness and long thinking reaction at this moment, such extreme slow motion seemed to be just right. It was just the way for his thinking to keep up with the pictures that emerged from his consciousness.

At this time, the picture that appeared in Yin Xiu's consciousness was the situation in the dream he had been in before. He saw the scene of him constantly killing people in that dream full of murderous aura and violence.

I saw that the whole world was killed by him and blood flowed into a river, and the corpses were everywhere, killing the originally very prosperous world to the whole world. It seemed that no creature could be found, and it turned into a deserted dead place...

After finally recalling all the experiences in the previous dream, Yin Xiu finally realized a sense of surprise, "It turns out that my previous life was a murderous demon king who killed countless people and destroyed a world. No wonder I was sent to the eighteenth level of hell by the King of Hell and will never be reborn."

After this thought appeared in Yin Xiu's consciousness, a long time later, his consciousness suddenly felt something was wrong again. It seemed that something went wrong, but in short, it just felt strange.

"Why do I feel that the memory I just now seems to be missing something?"

Such a question arose in Yin Xiu's consciousness.

It was a long time before Yin Xiu realized why he felt that way, "By the way, I only remembered that I killed countless people in my previous life, but why did I kill people when I met in my previous life? It's impossible that I was born a murderer in my previous life, right?"

"And, how did I get such a strong strength in my previous life? Why don't I have any memory of this at all?"

Thinking of this, Yin Xiu's thinking fluctuated even more violently.

The pain of being subjected to hell's punishment continued to impact his consciousness, making his consciousness numb and confused again. However, Yin Xiu's consciousness, which had only recovered a very weak part, resisted the strong pain very tenaciously. Not only did he not fall back into chaos, but instead aroused a stronger resistance and his consciousness recovered a little.

As Yin Xiu's weak conscious thinking racked his brains to recall memories earlier than the "previous life" I recalled just now, some new images gradually emerged in Yin Xiu's consciousness...

That was everything Yin Xiu experienced in the eighth level dream.

The family was destroyed by someone, the legs were broken, the arms were broken, and the people were bullied by someone, and they could only beg for a living, enduring hunger and cold... Finally, on a cold night with wind and snow, I was frozen to death with resentment and anger...

The emergence of this memory made Yin Xiu's consciousness dazed. He could feel how strong the resentment and hostility filled his heart in this memory was.

However, some of the things in those pictures were something Yin Xiu didn't understand very well.

Especially he couldn't understand what the memory had to do with the memory that destroyed a world that had been recalled before.

With Yin Xiu's current thinking and reaction speed, after a long time, a guess finally emerged in his consciousness, "Maybe, is that his other previous life?"

Afterwards, Yin Xiu's consciousness and emotions seemed a little low, and he felt very sad, even sympathized and sympathized for this previous life experience.

After all, such a tragic and painful experience is really hard not to feel sympathy.

At this time, Yin Xiu's consciousness was more like judging the memories of the "previous lives" from the perspective of a completely outsider.
Chapter completed!