3213 Comprehending Life and Death in the Ten Directions Purgatory (1)
Han Fei knew that since he saw his past life, the Ten Directions Purgatory trial had already begun.
The first level of purgatory should be the past that he had just seen. Most people would have infinite mixed feelings if they had enough time when they saw this.
The memories of the past came back to his mind, accompanied by too much regret, regret, thinking, and endless choices.
If he was obsessed with these things, he would definitely be tortured by the subsequent purgatory. Han Fei was not stupid, so he dropped it immediately, so this path was immediately much quieter.
The judgeās voice rang in Han Feiās ears. āIn this world, the judgments of right and wrong reside within oneās own heart. The hellfire may cleanse oneās sins, but what remains indelible are the memories of this lifetime.ā
Han Fei said indifferently, āThere is no absolute right choice, nor is there an absolute wrong choice. Making a decision at the appropriate time is the best choice. What accompanies these choices are merely the costs we bear. Can this ever hinder my Dao Heart?ā
The judge didnāt speak. Han Fei walked on this road, and the scene in front of him began to change. He saw many people, many races, and countless creatures.
When he set foot in this place, he became one of these countless creatures. On Han Feiās left and right sides were extremely high walls. At the end of the line of sight was the end of the wall. At this moment, the two walls were approaching each other. Once the two walls were pressed together, all the creatures between them would be crushed into powder.
Around Han Fei, there were swimming fishes, big birds sprinting in the sky, giants rampaging, sweeping across the people in front of him, and some people crying and running forward.
Han Fei was the only one who didnāt move. Judging by the speed at which the two walls were closing in, approximately ten percent of the beings here are being crushed. However, was that so-called exit truly an exit?
He could guarantee that as long as they rushed out of the exit, there would be another checkpoint waiting for them. Most people still couldnāt escape the fate of being crushed to death.
Han Fei stood still, letting the countless people around him rush past and escape to the exit. He was the only one who didnāt move, even though he was only an ordinary person now.
Seeing that the two walls were getting closer and closer, there was no one around Han Fei. Most of the creatures had escaped, and a small number of them were still running desperately although they couldnāt escape. The running creatures didnāt even have a chance to cry for help, because most people couldnāt think of crying for help.
At this moment, the two walls were already very close. Han Feiās expression remained unchanged, allowing the walls to squeeze his body and crush his flesh and blood. When he was completely crushed, there was only darkness in front of his eyes. But he didnāt even blink.
In the next moment, Han Feiās figure appeared in the dark void. He was still an ordinary person, and opposite him was a huge black-robed man.
The black-robed man asked, āWhy didnāt you run?ā
A faint smile hung on Han Feiās lips. āWhy should I run? If Iāve guessed right, there will be many such small trials or small purgatory. Once I run away, there may be ten or twenty waiting for me. Perhaps you are using this method to screen talents or observe their temperament, intelligence, and ability. However, Iām here to meet Senior Death God, not to take trials, so this kind of trivial matter is meaningless. In addition, Fellow Daoist, you have become so big. Itās very inconvenient for us to talk.ā
āHehe! Interesting. Human Emperor Han Fei is indeed extraordinary. I am the Second Yama, Great Monarch Punisher. This trial has a total of sixteen levels of purgatory. There are quite a number of people who canāt even take a step in this purgatory. Please enter the next level of purgatory!ā
Han Fei nodded slightly, and the scene around him changed. In front of him was a sea of fire, in which countless voices were wailing.
āI donāt want to reincarnate. I donāt want to reincarnate as an undead. Let me go. Let me die!ā
āAh! Why canāt I blow myself up? I want to blow myself up.ā
āSenior, please grant me death. I would rather my soul dissipate.ā
Roar!
Someone was roaring and pounding the ground.
Some people were in so much pain that they were attacking others, hoping that this kind of venting could divert their attention.
However, Han Fei was already used to this pain after two hundred years of hellfire burning. He only frowned slightly. Had the Immortal Temple mastered the hellfire burning technique?
However, he immediately understood. Even the Ancient God of Thunder Note had mastered the method of hellfire incineration. The Death God of the Immortal Temple couldnāt be weaker than the Ancient God of Thunder Note. It was only natural that he had mastered the method of hellfire incineration.
Han Fei didnāt complain. This level couldnāt be passed by standing still. He saw a mountain in the distance, which was the only mountain here.
Most people knew that they had to run to the mountain, but they roared in pain as they ran. Some of them couldnāt even move at all. This was because they were better when they werenāt moving. It seemed that the pain had decreased a lot. But once they moved, they felt that their bodies and minds were burning.
Han Fei, experiencing it with his current mortal body, actually had similar feelings as other beings. He could also feel the torture on his body and soul. He even felt that his legs were incinerated and he couldnāt open his eyes at all.
However, unlike others, his Dao heart had long been tempered through countless life-and-death experiences and countless battles.