Chapter 101: The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons Formation

Feng Xiangru, however, saw through the truth and said, "There isn't a trace of pain on his face; it seems such agony has no effect on him at all."

Only then did Fu'er suddenly realize.

At that moment, Chu Youcai sprinted forward nearly thirty or forty meters and suddenly arrived at a spot where, within a one-mile radius, there were no iron spikes.

With a sweeping gesture, Chu Youcai activated the Six Jia Divine Formation, and instantly a sky-reaching path appeared there.

He then leapt high into the air, his body radiating the foundational Taoist energies and literary qi, forming a pure Yang stellar power that continuously absorbed the surrounding forces as he soared upward.

The entire sky split open beneath his power.

Chu Youcai felt his vision blur for a moment before entering a new level.

He exhaled slightly in relief. It seemed his judgment was correct: this stage tested not only the ability to endure pain but also the capacity to maintain a clear mind and discern the exit, which was no easy feat.

Just then, a voice suddenly echoed around him: "Hell’s Eleventh Layer Trial has commenced! Successful immersion."

Immediately, Chu Youcai found himself in the midst of a battlefield, where two armies were locked in fierce combat.

All the combatants were vengeful spirits of a fearsome level.

Chu Youcai sensed that the spirit he had possessed was merely an ordinary fierce ghost.

The two armies had already determined a victor, and the side Chu Youcai was on was clearly losing ground, on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, dozens of fierce ghosts encircled Chu Youcai, attacking him.

"So this is a test of the weak against the strong?" Chu Youcai’s expression darkened. Reaching into his bosom, he found no fish-scale blade; it seemed this trial forbade the use of external aids.

He immediately deployed the Six Jia Divine Formation, but it proved ineffective. On the battlefield, blood and fury soared; his formation was soon shattered.

He fought with all his might, but how could one man stand against countless foes? Especially since he was merely inhabiting an ordinary fierce ghost.

Before long, Chu Youcai was battered and bruised, falling to the ground.

By now, the spirit he possessed had exhausted all its strength.

More fierce ghosts roared as they charged toward him.

"This won’t do! At this rate, failure is certain!"

At that moment, Chu Youcai’s eyes flickered with determination. Summoning the last of his strength, he leapt high, breaking through the encirclement, and landed behind one of the fierce ghosts.

With all his might, he bit down hard on the creature’s neck.

The neck was the most vulnerable part of a fierce ghost.

Immediately, power surged through Chu Youcai’s body.

He charged forward frenziedly, ignoring the attacks from surrounding fierce ghosts, biting through their necks and devouring their blood!

Countless streams of blood were consumed, igniting a fiery heat within him and strengthening his power.

Gradually, Chu Youcai carved a gap through the surrounding ghost army. Those fierce ghosts, seeing his ferocious appearance, began to tremble in fear.

Bit by bit, he carved a path for himself through the entire army.

Above the space, a line of characters appeared: "Passed Hell’s Eleventh Layer!"

At that moment, Chu Youcai realized he had arrived at the threshold of the twelfth layer of Hell.

He also noticed a radiant glow shimmering over his body.

A stirring sensation arose in his heart as he sensed within himself the blood he had devoured during the trial space still coursing inside — a boiling, crystalline river of blood faintly colored with starlight, vast and majestic.

As this crystalline blood river flowed, Chu Youcai found his meridians becoming tougher and more resilient.

Compared to before, his body was strengthened by at least thirty to forty percent.

A wonderful feeling surged within him.

Yet, trouble soon followed.

The twelfth layer of Hell was a massive sealed cage, within which were a hundred silver-armored Hellworms. Each silver-armored Hellworm possessed the strength of a fierce ghost, and together they formed an array, encircling him.

These silver-armored Hellworms not only had formidable physical power but also possessed powerful devouring abilities.

Given Chu Youcai’s strength, a sneak attack might slay one or two, but facing them head-on would be nearly impossible. Facing a hundred silver-armored Hellworms was beyond his capability, especially as they formed a formation far stronger than the Six Jia Divine Formation—several times more powerful.

This array, centered on all of Hell, seemed to draw from an inexhaustible source, ensuring the silver-armored Hellworms’ energy would not wane.

At this moment, faced with such a formidable legion of ghosts, Chu Youcai’s actions defied all expectations.

In an instant, he sacrificed part of his life force to unleash the Curse Technique, manifesting the fish-scale blade!

His remaining lifespan dropped sharply from eleven years to ten.

Determined to pass this trial, he fought desperately.

Within ten breaths, he wielded nearly a thousand strikes. Each slash bore a potent curse.

The silver-armored Hellworms never expected such an immediate curse upon contact, and for a moment they faltered, thrown into disarray.

However, having faced many who wielded cursed treasures, they knew that after ten breaths, their defenses would normalize, so they gritted their teeth and held on.

Under these conditions, Chu Youcai continued his relentless assault with nearly a thousand strikes, each cutting into the silver-armored Hellworms and drawing copious blood, but none were slain!

He realized their regenerative power was boundless.

At this point, Chu Youcai no longer hesitated. Retrieving the Zhuolong Mountain and River Pearl from his bosom, he once again unleashed the curse. His lifespan dropped from ten to nine years as he charged forward.

Wherever the Zhuolong Mountain and River Pearl went, nothing remained but ash and dust. The complacent silver-armored Hellworms stood no chance.

In an instant, Chu Youcai carved a bloody path through them. Three or four silver-armored Hellworms were shattered by the pearl, vanishing without a trace.

This seemingly invincible legion was instantly broken.

Now, ten breaths had passed again, and the pearl’s glow dimmed.

But witnessing their comrades’ grisly deaths, the remaining silver-armored Hellworms lunged at Chu Youcai with frenzied fury.

At this moment, Chu Youcai felt his strength nearly depleted.

Ignoring all else, he took out a ten-year supply of Demonic Lotus Flower from his bosom and swallowed it immediately.

A vast torrent of spiritual energy flooded his body, causing it to shimmer with golden light. The Demonic Lotus Flower instantly generated tremendous power within him, rapidly restoring his energy.

Once more, he drew out the fish-scale blade and unleashed the curse at the cost of his life.

His lifespan plummeted from nine years to eight.

At this moment, as he repeatedly unleashed his curse, the silver-armored Hellworms finally faltered under the relentless onslaught, falling one by one until all were reduced to fragments.

Chu Youcai gasped deeply, absorbing the power of the slain silver-armored Hellworms. He sensed the blood river within him swelling, expanding with the momentum of countless tributaries converging into a vast sea.

His internal energy surged higher, tempering and refining his body once again.

With the hundred silver-armored Hellworms slain, the trial space shattered, revealing a dark passage.

It led to Hell’s thirteenth layer — the most crucial stage.

Stepping forward, Chu Youcai entered the thirteenth layer of Hell and found himself before a grand palace.