"Ke Su Lai ta..."
Before Da Hu could finish speaking, Yu Daohen interrupted, "Da Hu, I've already lost one brother, do you want me to lose both of you at the same time?!"
Da Hu fell silent.
Just then, both of their phones rang simultaneously.
Yu Daohen took out his phone to see it was Wang Fubao calling.
As for Da Hu, it was a call from his sect.
Upon answering, both received the same news.
The fifth layer of hell had been opened.
They looked at each other simultaneously, Da Hu speaking first, "I'll head over first."
Yu Daohen nodded, his tone serious, and said, "You must come back alive!"
"Don't worry," Da Hu replied, nodding. He went back to his room to pack his things and then set off.
Yu Daohen immediately called Zhou Fu. Seeing that everything was fine on his end, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he called the disciples of the Yan Huo Sect, ordering them to depart immediately and maintain order.
Any who fled without fighting would be executed without mercy!
Yu Daohen's expression was grave, and he felt a bit flustered.
With both the fifth and eleventh layers opened, he wondered if the various sects could arrive in time.
Not knowing the exact location of the hell entrance, they could only gather their forces. Once the entrance was opened, they would immediately rush to guard it.
No, he had to go and see for himself!
With this thought, Yu Daohen immediately packed his things and set off for the eleventh layer of hell's entrance.
The eleventh layer was the most likely place for complications to arise, and he also hoped that Su Lai was alright.
Meanwhile.
Su Lai was already on his way to the eleventh layer of hell's entrance in a jeep.
In the passenger seat, Su Lai took out his phone and dialed his junior brother.
The call was answered, and a male voice came through, "Senior brother, how is your situation?"
Su Lai's tone was serious as he asked, "I'm on my way there. How is your situation?"
The man on the other end replied, "I've led the disciples here. The situation is not optimistic. The pallbearers are still on their way."
Su Lai grunted and cautioned, "These are not ordinary malevolent spirits. Tell the disciples to be careful and cooperate well with the pallbearers to overcome this difficulty."
"I understand, senior brother," the man on the other end replied.
Su Lai grunted. Just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered something and spoke again, "Also, the leader of the pallbearers is named Yang Da Hu. If possible, keep an eye on that guy for me."
The man on the other end sounded a bit confused, "Senior brother, what is your relationship with that person?"
Su Lai replied without hesitation, "That person is my brother!"
"Alright, I got it," the man on the other end replied.
In terms of strength, the pallbearers were merely at the bottom of the third-rate forces, while the corpse retrievers were at least in the upper echelon of the second-rate forces.
After hanging up, Su Lai called Li Mumu again. He learned that the situation was not optimistic, and the number of malevolent spirits had exceeded their expectations.
In the car, Su Lai clutched his phone, his expression shifting.
To be honest, he himself was unsure if he was feeling fear or worry.
The eleventh layer of hell. Just the seventh layer alone had thrown the entire martial world into a state of panic.
The young man driving saw Su Lai's nervousness and smiled, "Brother, are you very nervous? How about a smoke?"
Su Lai snapped back to attention and looked at the driver. He felt a sense of melancholy.
He was already an old hand, yet he didn't have the courage of this young man.
Alas, it shouldn't be like this.
Su Lai shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Sure, one more smoke before the big battle."
The young man held the steering wheel with one hand and was about to reach into his pocket for a cigarette with the other when the car ran over a stone.
The young man flinched, and the car veered uncontrollably to the left.
"Damn it!"
Su Lai exclaimed in shock.
The young man also reacted quickly, immediately gripping the steering wheel with both hands and regaining control of the out-of-control vehicle.
Su Lai breathed a sigh of relief and touched his pounding heart, "Good heavens, to die before the battle even begins would be such a tragic death."
The young man was clearly also quite frightened, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.
Seeing his state, Su Lai shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Young man, you seem more nervous than I am."
"Is that so, brother?" the young man chuckled awkwardly.
To be honest, he had never participated in any major battles and had only recently joined the Spiritual Affairs Bureau.
He had heard from his seniors that during the last opening of the seventh layer of hell, the malevolent spirits had swarmed out like ants.
Losing limbs was considered fortunate; some didn't even have their bodies found.
To say he wasn't scared at all would be a lie.
But to be so terrified before the battle even started was also extremely rare.
Su Lai took out a cigarette pack from his pocket, lit two cigarettes, took a deep drag, and then handed one to the young man, placing it in his mouth. He comforted him, "Don't worry, this big battle is our stage, the old hands. Once we've fought to the death, it will be your turn, you young ones."
At this moment, the young man finally understood the true gap between himself and his seniors.
The young man couldn't help but ask, "Seniors, aren't you afraid?"
Su Lai held a cigarette in his mouth, took a long drag, and exhaled slowly. He looked out at the scenery and smiled, "Afraid. No one is not afraid of death. Do you think soldiers are afraid of death? Yes, they are! ... But in the face of national security, they cannot retreat. Just like the current situation, we cannot retreat either."
Looking at Su Lai's inspiring speech, the young man's eyes were filled with admiration. He asked, "Senior, how can I become like you?"
Su Lai smiled faintly, shook his head, and said, "This kind of spirit cannot be honed in a short time. It can only be gained through your accumulated experience, but the prerequisite is that you must survive, understand?"
"Understood."
The young man nodded, and his nervous feelings eased considerably.
Seeing that there was nothing more to say, the young man curiously asked, "Senior, what about your arm?"
Su Lai grinned, a mysterious smile appearing on his face, "Do you want to know how I lost this arm?"
The young man swallowed and nodded solemnly, "Yes."
Su Lai's face showed a proud smile as he retorted, "Do you know who is the number one person in the martial world today?"
Upon hearing this, the young man immediately replied, "Of course, I do. It must be Master Yu of Jiangdu. He is my idol! He reached the peak from the moment he debuted, defeating Black List expert Huang Yong, overpowering Black List expert Chen Shan and..."
Seeing the young man chatter on, Su Lai quickly raised his hand to stop him, "Alright, alright, I'm tired of hearing these clichés."
Seeing Su Lai's impatience, the young man immediately fell silent.
Then, Su Lai's face showed a mysterious and unfathomable smile as he said, "Since you know Master Yu, you must know who I am."
"You are?"
The young man sized up Su Lai, then exclaimed in surprise, "You wouldn't be...!"