Ye Yuqiao raised the Stealth Stone to her forehead, and with a flash of golden light, when the light disappeared, so did the Stealth Stone.

Seeing this, Chen Hao was shocked and asked, "Where did the Stealth Stone go?"

"I pushed it into my body," Ye Yuqiao said, "Silly, how else would I use the Stealth Stone?"

"That's amazing!" Chen Hao exclaimed, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Ye Yuqiao looked at Chen Hao, chuckled, and said, "If you care, it doesn't hurt. If you don't care, it hurts!"

"You imp!" Chen Hao glanced sideways at Ye Yuqiao while pinching her cheek. Then, he leaned close to her, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Still so delicate. I thought inserting a stone would make it hard as a rock."

Ye Yuqiao huffed softly, then frowned and said, "Go check on Tang Jing and Xie Xiaofeng."

"Wait, Yuqiao, there's something I need to discuss with you," Chen Hao said, furrowing his brow.

"I know what you want to say," Ye Yuqiao said, gazing at Chen Hao with wide eyes, "You just want to go down to the Eighteen Levels of Hell and bring back the Yin Souls of Xie Xiaofeng, Tang Jing, and the villagers, right?"

"So you agree?"

Ye Yuqiao's expression darkened, and she muttered with her head bowed, "Even if I disagree, you'd still go. I know you too well. But that said, if you didn't go and rescue our companions, you wouldn't be my Chen Hao. My boyfriend!"

Ye Yuqiao raised her eyes to Chen Hao with a look full of worry and said, "You have to be very careful! Even though there aren't many fierce ghosts and evil spirits in the Eighteen Levels of Hell now, there are still many ancient creatures and ferocious beasts hidden within. With your current strength, it's difficult to confront them. And without your physical body as a vessel, the Nether King's Heart won't be able to revive your Yin Soul. For me, you mustn't come to any harm!"

"Understood!" Chen Hao nodded, pulling Ye Yuqiao into an embrace and chuckled, "Don't worry. With such a beautiful Heavenly Immortal of a girl waiting for me, how could I bear not to come back!"

"Chen Hao, my Chen Hao!" Ye Yuqiao embraced Chen Hao tightly and said, "Remember, your queen commands you to come back safe!"

Afterward, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao headed to the annex on the east side of the main building and found Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing, who had fainted. As they had suspected, both Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing were without their Yin Souls.

"Shall I go to Hell to find Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing now?" Chen Hao said, his mind filling with various thoughts about the Eighteen Levels of Hell, feeling both excited and apprehensive.

"Yes!" Ye Yuqiao spoke with a stern face, her expression reluctant to let go. She turned to Chen Hao, tiptoed, and kissed his lips. After lingering for a while, she released him and said with a lowered head, "Hurry up, the sooner you go, the sooner you'll return."

Seeing Ye Yuqiao so reluctant to part with him made Chen Hao feel half happy and touched, and half heartache. He chuckled lightly, opened his arms to hug Ye Yuqiao, and rested his chin on her shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be back very soon."

Having said that, Chen Hao closed his eyes, looked at the Nether King Orchid Heart on his left eye, and inwardly commanded the three streams of the Nether King's Power flowing within it, "I'm going to the Eighteen Levels of Hell for a bit, call my Yin Soul back when I summon you!"

Instantly, a stream of the Nether King's Power surged out of the Nether King Orchid Heart like a spring, then circled back, seemingly eagerly accepting Chen Hao's command.

"I'm off!" Chen Hao said softly, placing his left hand, which had activated the Hand of Death, on his left shoulder.

In an instant, he felt a strong sense of disorientation and a noticeable loss of weight, which brought a tearing pain to his chest. As his consciousness began to fade, he vaguely saw Ye Yuqiao standing on a transparent floor, instantly shrinking into a pinpoint...

"Be careful!" Ye Yuqiao's cautionary words arrived belatedly. She caught Chen Hao as he swooned towards her, then gently laid his body down on the floor.

"Boyfriend!" Ye Yuqiao looked at Chen Hao with a distressed expression, shouting at him who could no longer hear her, "You must come back soon, I'm so scared!"

At this moment, Ye Yuqiao's heart was suddenly overcome by an inexplicable loneliness and fear, reminiscent of the feeling of being utterly alone when she first arrived in the mortal world eighteen years ago, which once again surfaced in her mind.

Having spoken, Ye Yuqiao lay diagonally against Chen Hao's chest, gently closed her eyes, and waited for his return.

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Five minutes later.

Feeling waves of intense heat attacking his back, Chen Hao slowly opened his eyes.

Gloomy and bright with fire – these were his first impressions of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Initially, Chen Hao thought the second impression of Hell would be its silence, but before he could even reflect on this, suddenly a "boom" sound erupted, as a jet of crimson lava burst forth from the uneven ground nearby, shattering the silence around him and altering his opinion that the Eighteen Levels of Hell were quiet.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sounds of magma breaking through the earth's surface continued non-stop, spreading in a regular and orderly pattern to the right of Chen Hao.

"Ah!" A shrill ghostly howl approached from afar, sending a shiver down Chen Hao's spine.

After a while, as the sounds of the magma explosions faded into the distance, Chen Hao slowly stood up and looked around at the so-called Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Chen Hao had always imagined the Eighteen Levels of Hell as an unimaginably large prison with countless cells and all manner of torture instruments. However, illuminated by the red light of the surrounding lava, he saw that the real Eighteen Levels of Hell looked more like a corridor in a spacious cave, with both the ground underfoot and the walls around extremely steep.

Because the subterranean area was filled with magma, the ground felt somewhat soft, like the track on a sports field, only far hotter.

"Ah!" The shrill, ghostly howl sounded again. Based on Chen Hao's observations, it seemed that every half-minute this howling would sound, as though accompanying the eruption of the magma.

"Blood Moon Evil Subduing Sword, come forth!" Chen Hao shouted loudly.

He had hoped that the Blood Moon Evil Subduing Sword could use the scent of Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing's blood to locate them, but after waiting for a long time without seeing the sword appear, he realized the Blood Moon Evil Subduing Sword could not follow him to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Just when he felt at a loss, suddenly, he felt an intense trembling in his chest.

"Right, how could I forget about it!" Chen Hao exclaimed with a look of surprise...

Meanwhile, at the far end of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, beside the Gate of the Nether King, within the Purgatory Fire Pool.

A smooth and translucent female figure suddenly emerged from the fire pool.

"Chen Hao, you've come! You've actually come to the Eighteen Levels of Hell!"

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