Lilly had no intention of assassinating Ivan. She hadn't even considered harming him; her goal was to awaken his mental strength forcefully by creating a maximum level of danger. Accidentally stabbing him in the buttocks was a complete accident.
She controlled the silver needles with her spiritual consciousness, trying to make him sense a life-threatening crisis without causing any harm. It was a significant challenge; after all, how could someone have murderous intentions if they didn't intend to kill? If she directly pushed her brother in front of the black-robed man, the intention to kill would be even stronger, posing a real danger. However, if she wasn't careful, she could lose her life.
Lilly repeatedly controlled the silver needles with her spiritual consciousness, engaging in a real battle with Ivan. It was challenging to maintain the sense of danger and her control over the needles at the same time.
However, Ivan didn't think deeply about it and treated these hidden threats as enemies, fighting with all his might to eliminate them.
Swoosh--
Bang!
Whoosh--
Boom!
He fought while advancing, and Ivan's clothes were pierced so much by the needles that they became tattered. The small needles were powerful and fierce, reducing his clothes to rags, and his head was already numb from the pain. However, Lilly remained by his side, and since he had to protect her, he had to deal with the hidden threats.
Under the intense pressure and coercion, Ivan suddenly felt his vision go black, and Lilly quickly supported him.
"Ivan, should we give up?" Lilly sighed inwardly.
It seemed—Ivan's talent wasn't that good.
The other ghost cultivators were confused. This is extraordinary, yet you say his talent isn't good.
Ivan's expression was resolute. "No."
He had to learn. Although... he had to admit that this was indeed the most challenging training opportunity he had ever encountered. It was tailor-made for him, and while he didn't know what lay behind him, he knew that this thing was in the perfect position where it could kill him, but it was also something he could handle. This was an opponent and also a rare sparring partner.
He had to learn!
Lilly sighed inwardly again. As time went on, she became more and more proficient at controlling the silver needles with her divine sense, becoming even more adept than using her hands! Her divine sense could manipulate the silver needles in any form and at any speed, directly threatening her enemy.
Ivan had gradually adapted to the intensity, and Lilly couldn't really harm him or target his weak points. As a result, the danger that Ivan felt became weaker and weaker. They continued their journey and arrived in Hell, passing through all 18 levels and heading toward the deepest part where the Nether was located.
A massive Nether Chain emerged from the depths of hell, stretching across the Hell of Boiling Excrement, the Knife Mountain Hell, and Scissor Hell. There was no pattern to it, and it was like seaweed floating in the sea, invisible to any ghosts.
"Stop! You can't pass here!" Lilly and Ivan were stopped by a ghost servant as soon as they stepped through the gates of hell. He had a fierce expression, eyes glaring like brass bells, and showed no signs of backing down.
Lilly nodded. Yes, she would reward the ghost servants in hell when she returned.
"Well, do you know who I am?" Lilly spoke gently. "I am—"
Before she could finish, the ghost servant tossed her out with a pitchfork.
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