C255 Underworld clouds

Within the eighteen levels of hell. Exhausted souls wandered around the place. The cold and gloomy hell spiraled around them. From time to time, wandering ghosts would be drawn in. Miserable screams filled the hearts of the people.

In this very Infernal Realm. However, there was a place where the cold wind did not blow. In this world. The buddhist light of a hundred flowers bloomed everywhere