Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 1341 Hellish Spirits Will Never Run Out, So How Could Hell Become Empty?

When Redley caught sight of Lilly, his eyes instantly turned red. Once the esteemed King Libra, he found himself in a cesspool due to one misstep and was now filled with eternal regret. It was all because of her!

Knowing that she wouldn't let him off easily, Redley decided to fight back. He knew he was no match for her, but he would rather be beaten to death or spirited away than remain in this situation, so he charged forward while covered in filth.

Lilly's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Don't come any closer!"

With a terrified expression, she raised her hand and struck the air, sending out an invisible shockwave, which caused him to stumble and fall back into the cesspool before he could escape. He coughed and choked.

Lilly's slap wasn't meant to kill him but to push him back, shattering his hope of being spirited away. Instead, he was completely submerged in the cesspool and ended up swallowing the contents. Suppressing a retch, Lilly grabbed Ivan's hand. "Run!"

The scene had caused her immense distress, and she would never be able to look at her grandmother's custard the same way again.

Oh god.

The ghost servants who worked here had been toiling hard and truly been put in a difficult position. When she returned, she would give them all a well-deserved raise.

(After some time, the ghost servants in the Hell of Boiling Excrement were pleasantly surprised. Each person's monthly merit value was increased by 2000, and their year-end bonus turned out to be an Azurite gemstone. The ghost servant position in the Hell of Boiling Excrement, which had been avoided, suddenly became highly sought after.)

Lilly and Ivan descended through 18 levels of hell, their ears filled with agonizing screams and maniacal laughter. Some of the tortured souls here had lost their sanity; after all, this was where humans and ghosts cannibalized each other, filled with screams, howls, and cries of regret.

"This is what hell is like." Lilly sighed, thinking of King Earthid. He had vowed not to become a Buddha until hell was empty and to save all those who had fallen into hell, but could hell truly be empty? As long as humans exist, there will always be varying human natures and sins.

How can one save and redeem them? When will that ever end?

After staying here for a long time, humans and ghosts were no longer themselves, and other than feeling endless malice and obsession, they couldn't see any hope or future. Besides, the opposite of pure goodness was pure evil, and if King Earthid remained in hell for too long, his evil shadow would inevitably emerge.

"Don't look." Ivan grabbed her hand and quickly led her through hell. There were eighteen levels of hell, each with their own sub-hells, but that was a story for another time.

As they descended through the final eighteenth level, the surroundings became a void.

"Is this still the underworld?" Lilly couldn't help but wonder. All the screams and cries had disappeared, and the silence that replaced them felt eerie and unreal.

"It's still the underworld." He glanced around. The vast void was even larger than the eighteen levels of hell combined, and there was nothing here--no point of reference, just a bleak grayness that could easily make anyone lose their way. Fortunately, there was a massive Nether Chain guiding their path.

"This way." He instinctively pointed somewhere, which was where the Nether Chain was leading.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Ivan, can you see it?"

He shook his head honestly. "No, it's just a feeling."

After feeling his way around for so long, he had started to get a sense of direction.

"Alright." Lilly looked in the direction where the chain disappeared and followed it, but suddenly, Ivan turned around and grabbed her hand again.

She was puzzled, but he looked ahead and explained calmly, "There are no directions here, and it wouldn't be good if we unexpectedly got separated."

She nodded, realizing he was right. There was nothing out of the ordinary now, but that didn't mean that their journey would be entirely smooth. If something unexpected happened and they got separated, how would they replace each other in such a vast gray landscape?

"Is this it?"

Lilly and Ivan didn't know how long they had been walking, but suddenly, they couldn't move forward anymore. While their surroundings were still bleak and gray, it had become much darker.

Is this the Nether?

Lilly was somewhat puzzled. Although she had never been to the Nether, she didn't think it would look like this.

Ivan said, "Take a step back."

He took out his axe and swung it toward the darkness ahead without hesitation. Light exploded, and in that instant, everything around them retreated, and a strong wind picked up.

He immediately held her tightly in his arms to protect her and looked up ahead with a determined gaze. His youthful face, which still carried a hint of innocence, was firm against the fierce wind, his dark hair swirling around him and giving him a touch of coldness like that of an emperor.

Lilly didn't need her eyes to see anything; instead, her spiritual sense reached out, allowing her to see the scene within a 50-meter radius. This was no longer their original location, and it was surrounded by white light, a feeling that Lilly was familiar with. It was a teleportation formation—a long-distance one that reached even further than the one leading from the underworld to the Cameliarawfords' home in the Human Realm. They had already arrived at the deepest part of hell and had been walking for so long, but somehow, this wasn't even the Nether.

It actually needed a teleportation formation?

The surrounding white light began to flicker as if the teleportation formation was about to end. However, Lilly's heart began to race, and she was overcome by an inexplicable feeling of imminent peril without any apparent cause.