Chapter 132: Hell [1]
A palpable, foreboding darkness descended upon the vast cosmic stage, swallowing the luminescent stars and nebulae. The once serene ambiance was disrupted, replaced by an oppressive, searing heat. A violent inferno blazed, and from its roaring flames emerged a figure, immense and terrifying — The Angel of Hell.

Its form was a paradox. While angelic in silhouette, its wings were aflame, each feather a roaring blaze. Its eyes were twin pools of molten lava, its gaze piercing and malicious. The very air around it crackled with malice, and the temperature soared to near-unbearable levels.

"Han Yichen," its voice rumbled, echoing with the pain and torment of countless souls, "You have touched the ethereal, danced with the divine, and embraced the infinite. But are you prepared to face the depth of damnation, the very essence of suffering and despair?"

Without allowing him time to respond, the Angel of Hell launched its first assault. Chains, forged from black fire and imbued with the tor
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