Even though Han Zhuofeng knew that these were sculptures and everything was fake…
And that no one knew what hell looked like…
However, Han Zhuofeng was still horrified and felt a shiver down his spine as he stared at these sculptures.
He glanced over at Xie Jiling and started inching closer and closer to Xie Jiling.
Xie Jiling was speechless.
She knew that Han Zhuofeng was doing this because he was scared. And so, Xie Jiling allowed him to stay close to her.
Otherwise, anyone who dared to walk this close to her would be kicked away!
"Does the eighteen levels of hell really look like this in the underworld?" Han Zhuofeng asked.
"Not exactly." Xie Jiling nodded, "How should I put this?"
