Real World.

Emperor Dragon City.

Institute.

The director let out a heavy sigh of relief, looking at his masterpiece on Lin Yuan.

The Eighteen Layers of Hell have been deeply imprinted on Lin Yuan’s soul, and he now possesses his own Divine Country.

It’s not like the Five Divine Light spaces of the Peacock Great Ming King, nor like Wu Nengsheng’s Human Seed Bag space, where creatures entering it quickly dissolve into a puddle.

Instead, like the Palm Buddha Country of the World Honored, and the Rebirth Homeland of the Rebirth Saint Mother, it allows creatures to live generation after generation within it.

Tongue-Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Mirror of Evil Hell, Steamer Hell, Iron Pillar Hell, Sword Mountain Hell, Ice Mountain Hell, Oil Cauldron Hell, Bull Pit Hell, Stone Press Hell, Spring Scoop Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Wrongful Death Hell, Dismemberment Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Mill Hell, Saw Hell.

The Eighteen Layers of Hell are layered densely upon Lin Yuan’s soul.

Each layer of Hell is a Divine Country, and even, one could say, a small world of infinite possibilities.

The Eighteen Layers of Hell imprinted on Lin Yuan’s soul by the director are merely the initial form of a Divine Country.

In the future, as Lin Yuan’s strength increases, there’s endless potential for the expansion of the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

At this moment, Lin Yuan also slowly awoke.

He felt the existence of the Eighteen Layers of Hell on his soul.

However, the Divine Country is normally something only Tier Two powerhouses can access; for Lin Yuan to access it now is indeed a bit early.

Currently, his strength is not enough to utilize the functions of the Divine Country, and he can only use it as a large storage space.

Of course, the biggest benefit is that from now on, he no longer has to worry about being overwhelmed by those filthy powers of faith.

Since experiencing that feeling of being torn apart last time, he definitely doesn’t want to go through it a second time.

With the Divine Country now in place, those filthy powers of faith will automatically be absorbed into it, serving as nutrients for the expansion of the Divine Country.

In this way, Wu Nengsheng’s Human Seed Bag will no longer be needed.

However, whether to return the Human Seed Bag to Wu Nengsheng, Lin Yuan still needs to consider.

Something that’s already in his hands, regardless of its usefulness, won’t be returned that easily.

After all, his nickname ’Lin Skinflint’ is not without reason.

Even a penny pincher passing by must leave a couple of feathers.

While Lin Yuan was contemplating the Human Seed Bag, the director spoke up: "It seems there’s been a major event in the Mysterious World. Previously, while I was imprinting the Eighteen Layers of Hell on you, the Human Seed Bag broke through the void and left."

"If I’m not mistaken, Wu Nengsheng should have summoned the Human Seed Bag back from afar."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was taken aback.

The Human Seed Bag was called back by Wu Nengsheng?

It should be noted that Wu Nengsheng is a Tier Two Peak powerhouse, even in the Mysterious World, few can match him.

Moreover, the Human Seed Bag is just one among his numerous treasures.

For Wu Nengsheng to be forced to recall the Human Seed Bag, it must be a very tricky situation.

Who could force Wu Nengsheng to such an extent?

Lin Yuan pondered, and after a moment, a name flashed in his mind.

The World Honored.

It seems that aside from the World Honored, no one could force Wu Nengsheng to such an extent.

"Damn!"

"Could it be that Elder Bai and the others are confronting the World Honored?" Lin Yuan blurted out.

The director calmly said, "My soul power was greatly consumed for the imprinting of the Eighteen Layers of Hell for you."

"Let me recover a bit, and I will deduce what’s happening in that world."

In terms of spiritual power alone, the director’s spiritual power is in no way inferior to that of the World Honored.

The director has strong spiritual power but a frail body, unable to bear the soul.

After a while, the director seemed to have recovered, and he began to use his powerful spiritual strength to deduce.

For the director, deducing what has happened in the Mysterious World is not difficult.

The art of deduction is more challenging when predicting unknown secrets or future events.

For events that have already happened, especially those widely known, deducing them is effortless.

In fact, if Lin Yuan were to visit the Mysterious World, he could inquire about what happened without even needing deduction.

However, due to concerns about significant changes occurring in the Mysterious World and the potential danger to Lin Yuan if he goes there rashly, the director decided to make a deduction.

As the saying goes, know thyself, know thy enemy, and you will be invincible in a hundred battles.

As the director deduced, a series of images appeared before Lin Yuan.

These images included multiple perspectives.

Including those of Wu Nengsheng and the World Honored, as well as Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder.

From the World Honored initially pursuing Wu Nengsheng, to the point where the avatar of the World Honored and Wu Nengsheng’s true self perished together, destroying a third of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Especially when Lin Yuan saw Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse betray him, it reinforced his belief that the director had no issues.

Even the newly severed Evil Corpse of Wu Nengsheng would betray him, so the bond between the director, who has gone through countless reincarnations, and the World Honored must be even weaker.

"Alas!" After reviewing the whole event, the director sighed heavily: "Counting on these people to stop the World Honored from achieving his path is becoming increasingly difficult!"

In the director’s view, Elder Bai, Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder, their alliance is really too loose.

They do not want to see the World Honored achieve his path, yet they can’t bring themselves to go all out.

After being blocked by the avatars of the World Honored, they did not fight to the death, risking their lives to save Wu Nengsheng.

What to say?

Elder Bai and the rest of the alliance, each had their concerns, ultimately causing everyone to appear to be idling.

Lin Yuan thought, the most reliable still is the director!

At that moment, the images deduced by the director changed suddenly, with rays of light flickering in and out of view.

Suddenly, the director seemed to have thought of something, looked at Lin Yuan, and said: "Lad, this is your opportunity!"

Lin Yuan: "????"

Lin Yuan looked puzzled, not understanding what the director meant.

The director smiled and explained: "The fire at the city gates adversely affects the fish in the moat. This time, with Wu Nengsheng and the World Honored perishing together, destroying a third of the Ten Thousand Mountains, countless Demon Fiends died in their duel."

"These Demon Fiends weren’t entirely obliterated with the region; there are still parts of their residual souls lingering."

"Your Eighteen Layers of Hell have just been imprinted and are currently empty. It’s just the right time to fill your Eighteen Layers of Hell with these residual souls."

"If you’re able to fill it with these residual souls, your strength will increase significantly."