In just seven days, reinforcements from Zengzhang Heaven and Guangmu Heaven had not yet arrived.
However, the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell had become quite lively.
Although Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Han Shantong, and Liu Futong did not possess strong combat power, at this moment, they were more useful than those with powerful combat abilities.
In just a few days, they not only incited the original inhabitants of the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell to rebel but also formed a combat-ready army.
Rebel armies made up of the original inhabitants were established. Without weapons, they dismantled the torturing devices in the Eighteen Layers of Minor Hell and melted them down to forge weapons.
Every morning and evening, these rebel armies would bow and pray to the statue of the towering God of Evil.
In the distance, Lin Yuan's face flushed red and swollen, his whole body resembling a steamed crab.
Moreover, there was a feeling of intense heat all over his body.
