Chương 850: Eighteenth Level (1)

In the vast and boundless hell, time passed quickly.

In the Tongue Extraction Hell, nothing seemed to have changed. However, there was an additional figure sitting cross-legged beside the staircase that connected up and down.

After an unknown period of time, Jiang Li, who was sitting upright in the Tongue Extraction Hell, opened his eyes.

It was pitch-black in front of him.

Something seemed to block his vision.

No, his entire body was covered by a layer of something.

He casually stretched and twisted his body.

His entire body emitted cracking sounds.

On the surface of the clay clone, a layer of gray stone shell cracked and slid down.

That was because too much time had passed.

The thick layer of dust that landed on his body gradually formed a layer of rock because of the power of time. Only then did a layer of stone shell appear on his surface.