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The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva finished speaking of the eighteen levels of hell in one breath and then looked at the two people. Ye Feng was still fine, he was still calm and composed, but Lu Xiangxiang was covered in cold sweat.

"No wonder the grievances here are so great. So the eighteenth level of hell is like this." Ye Feng said, "Many thanks for Bodhisattva's explanation