God of Fishing



Therefore, although he felt that his body was shattering and melting with every step he took, he didn't frown.

After walking for a while, Han Fei found that many people struggled in the hellfire. According to what everyone had done, the intensity of the hellfire was different.

Although Han Fei's karma had basically been burnt up, this part of the road was not a test for him in the first place, but he walked on it on his own.

On the way, Han Fei saw many determined people, including many races that Han Fei had never seen.

Looking at the creatures struggling forward, he couldn't help but feel curious.

Han Fei walked to a bull-headed giant and said calmly, "What are you holding on for?"

The bull-headed man looked at Han Fei with difficulty and growled in his throat, "I, don't want to die."

This answer was too common. Han Fei wasn't interested and continued to ask along the way.

For example, seeing a hawk struggling on the ground because of the heat, Han Fei asked, "What are you holding on for?"

The hawk's sharp cry was like a human's roar. "Being an undead creature is also a path. I want to continue to become stronger. I want to become strong."

Han Fei asked, "What will you do after you become strong?"

The hawk flapped its wings. "Revenge."

"Oh! Hatred."

Han Fei walked forward unhurriedly as if this body was not his at all.

Along the way, he asked countless people, but the answers he got were mostly similar.

Most of them did it because they didn't want to die. They felt that reincarnated undead creatures were still alive.

There were also some people who wanted to continue cultivating because of their faith.

Some people didn't want their traces in this world to completely disappear. That would be no different from turning into ashes.

There were also a small number of people who fought for righteousness and eliminating the ominous.

Everyone seemed to have a reason. This motivation drove them forward.

Although the hellfire was burning fiercely, Han Fei hadn't seen anyone being burned to ashes yet. This meant that no matter how hard these people struggled, they would eventually reach the mountain in unparalleled pain and escape the burning of the hellfire.

Therefore, although this seemed difficult, most people could still complete it.

Han Fei shook his head slightly. There didn't seem to be the answer he wanted here. What he wanted to comprehend was the law of death, a certain power above death.

Han Fei felt that it took him no more than a day to reach the mountain. After arriving here, he saw a precipice, where the techniques of turning into the undead were engraved. It was the way to teach them how to absorb death energy.

Furthermore, under this technique, there was a word mark. "This can be your destination, but it can also be your starting point. Cross this cliff and you'll probably die. You'll either become an expert or be obliterated. Please choose carefully."

The hellfire was no longer burning here, but countless creatures gathered here and began to cultivate to turn into the undead according to the cultivation techniques.

Yes, there were many more people left than those who continued to walk. Perhaps only one or two of the thousands of creatures would try to walk to the fourth level of Purgatory.

"The first level reflects my life and clears your Dao heart. The second level has many small trials to select talents. The third level is the burning of hellfire to cleanse sin…"

Han Fei discovered that the first three levels of Purgatory should be just a basic test for the reincarnated undead. Although this basic test seemed difficult, it was just a basic test.

Han Fei wasn't here to turn into an undead creature, so he didn't study the cultivation techniques but continued to move forward.

At this time, another black-robed man appeared in front of Han Fei, and his voice carried a bit of majesty. "Fellow Daoist Han Fei, every dead person who turns into an undead has their own desires. Although you are not here to turn into an undead, have you ever thought that after you die, you will become an undead?"

Han Fei asked, "Who are you?"

"The Third Yama, Great Monarch Hellfire Herding."

Han Fei curled his lips slightly. "Herd hellfire? That's appropriate."

Han Fei said calmly, "That's a good question."

Han Fei frowned slightly. All undeads had their own requirements. If he were himself, he might have given up if he died. Although undeads were also living in certain ways, he felt that this way of living was too boring.

If he only lived for himself, Han Fei felt that he might not change to become an undead.

However, he didn't just live for himself. He still had a lot of things to do and hadn't met the people he wanted to see. Would he be willing to give up?

Once a person had a bond, he would hesitate, so Han Fei wasn't sure what he would choose.

Great Monarch Hellfire Herding said in a low voice, "That's an honest answer, but this answer is not enough. Since you don't know how to choose, try it! The fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of purgatory are only trials for the undead. Although they are a hundred times more difficult, they can't shake your Dao heart. There's no need for you to go anymore. Go to the seventh level!"

In front of Han Fei's eyes, the scene changed again.

This time, Han Fei seemed to have returned to the Heavenly Water Village.

Yes, it was this village.

At home, by the cliff, Han Fei was still a twelve-year-old boy. However, his memories still existed.

A black-robed man stood beside Han Fei at some point in time. He said, "I am the Seventh Yama, Great Monarch Reincarnation. Of course, it's impossible for me to achieve true reincarnation. I'm just creating a fake world of reincarnation."