Not only was he subjected to boiling oil, but the torments of the eighteen layers of hell repeated themselves upon Chen Xuan one layer after another. In the span of a mere thought, Chen Xuan felt as though he had been tortured hundreds of millions of times. His complexion instantly turned ashen, completely devoid of color, bearing the look of someone on the verge of perishing at any moment.
"Tang Sanzang, I told you this fellow definitely wouldn't manage it. Even if he is the Heir of the Everlasting Night, his original foundation is ultimately just a mortal flesh and blood. No matter how infinitely his life level is raised, it is still just an illusion," Yun Cheng seized the opportunity to express his disdain.
Tang Sanzang smiled slightly. "Actually, in the beginning, I was a mortal too. Even now, I am."
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