OBS Chapter 45 The Eastern Emperor Bell
Chapter 45 The Eastern Emperor Bell
In Lin Yuan's mind, the prophecy he had left behind in the East Sea Crystal Palace to show off and intimidate Ao Guang flashed through his mind.
"There will surely be a disaster of being skinned alive and having one's tendons pulled out, as well as the loss of one's son and the extermination of one's entire family."
boom!
Lin Yuan suddenly realized.
It was him!
It was his words that completely terrified Ao Guang, causing this old mudfish who originally only thought about protecting himself to go to extremes under the pressure of fear, and he decided to go all the way and eliminate the threat completely.
The Butterfly Effect!
Lin Yuan, this butterfly hidden behind the scenes, flapped his wings slightly and actually took the life of this God of War in the Three Realms in "Investiture of the Gods".
"If Nezha's true spirit is truly shattered."
"Then the script for this great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods has completely collapsed."
"My greatest advantage as a prophet who knows the whole story will also be completely lost!"
more importantly.
In the general's mansion at Chentang Pass, that stubborn child with a topknot once looked up at him and trusted him without reservation.
"Uncle Yuan..."
That call, filled with tender affection, echoed in Lin Yuan's ears at that moment.
If one cannot even uphold one's true nature when cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao, and if one can only watch helplessly as a young man is driven to despair by one's own words and his soul is scattered, then what kind of immortality is that!
"Damn it, from any perspective, we have to give it our all!"
The Golden Crow True Fire in Lin Yuan's eyes suddenly burst into flames.
"Order it for me."
The terrifying magical power of the early-stage peak of the Dao Integration Realm, like a river bursting its banks, poured into the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell in his sea of consciousness.
"when--"
An ancient, desolate sound.
The sound of a bell, seemingly spanning countless ages, echoed softly in Lin Yuan's mind.
Even if it's just a fragment, the moment it's activated by the Golden Crow Emperor's blood...
The space within a radius of dozens of miles centered on Chentang Pass froze in an instant!
The howling wind stopped in mid-air.
A torrential downpour of blood hung suspended before my eyes.
Above the heavens, the world-destroying divine lightning that was only a hair's breadth away from Nezha's true spirit was forcibly frozen in the void by a great force of spacetime.
Even the Four Dragon Kings roaring in the clouds, and the Taiyi Zhenren hiding deep in the void, sweating profusely, had their minds go blank the moment the bell rang.
This is a spacetime blockade that surpasses the Golden Immortal realm and touches the threshold of the Saint realm!
"Let's do it."
Blood instantly oozed from Lin Yuan's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
Forcibly activating the fragment of the innate treasure almost instantly drained his immortal power, leaving his internal organs nearly depleted.
"Whoosh!"
Lin Yuan transformed into a streak of dark golden light and instantly teleported to the top of the city wall.
With a flick of his sleeve!
A ray of celestial light protected Nezha's true spirit in his palm.
"Little guy, I'll save your life."
Lin Yuan directly used the "Earth Escape Technique" shared by Fatty Wang, his figure transforming into a wisp of quicksand, disappearing into the earth's veins, completely erasing all traces of his presence.
"Boom—"
Time began to flow again.
The violent, world-destroying divine lightning struck the spot where Nezha had originally been standing.
The bluestone city wall was instantly blasted into a bottomless crater, filled with smoke.
When the lightning dissipated, the spot was completely empty, leaving not even a trace of true spirit.
"Dead, reduced to ashes, never to be reborn."
Ao Guang roared to the sky from the clouds, and the heavy weight in his heart finally lifted.
But next second.
Ao Guang's laughter stopped abruptly.
Just moments before time seemed to stand still, a familiar aura, etched deep into the souls of the demon race, flashed across the sky above Chen Tang Pass.
That is the true fire of the sun, the most powerful and yang!
That was the overwhelming aura of the Eastern Emperor!
That was the supreme aura belonging to the ancient demon court and the Golden Crow lineage!
Not only Ao Guang, but also the three Dragon Kings of the South Sea, West Sea, and North Sea, all trembled in the clouds.
"This...this aura..."
"A Demon Emperor?! It's the aura of an ancient Demon Emperor?!"
The four Dragon Kings looked at each other, their eyes filled with sorrow.
They recalled the endless years after the Dragon-Han Calamity when the Dragon Clan was suppressed by the Demon Court.
Could it be that the demon race's heavenly court, which suppressed an entire era of the primordial world, and the invincible Golden Crow lineage, did not die out?
Do they still possess supreme power that allows them to roam the world?!
"The dragon race... has truly and utterly declined."
Ao Guang cried out in his heart, what was he, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, compared to this ancient being who could even influence time and space?
……
And deep within the void.
Taiyi Zhenren also awoke from that moment of time-space stagnation.
He held a whisk in his hand, his Daoist heart trembling violently.
"Space frozen, time stopped?!"
"Such methods are only possible for those at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, or even a Quasi-Saint!"
Taiyi Zhenren's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
He didn't sense the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell, but he did sense the earth-shattering energy fluctuations.
"Which reclusive master secretly intervened and rescued Lingzhu's true spirit?"
Taiyi Zhenren was filled with doubt and unease.
However, he was, after all, the most cunning and resourceful among the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Although the true spirit has disappeared, it was clearly rescued by a powerful being, rather than being shattered by divine lightning.
This is a perfect opportunity to back down; he absolutely cannot let the outside world see that he just admitted defeat!
Taiyi Zhenren made a decisive decision.
"boom!"
A pure and vast burst of Jade Purity Immortal Qi erupted directly from the void, transforming into a giant azure hand spanning hundreds of acres, which slammed down onto the East Sea.
"You wicked dragon, how dare you bully our Chan Sect!"
The voice of Taiyi Zhenren was like a decree from the heavens, resounding in the ears of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas.
This tactic of turning the tables on someone else is executed with unparalleled skill.
Ao Guang was terrified by the aura that resembled that of a "demon emperor," and now that the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect had finally shown up, he seized the opportunity to make a scene.
Where would they dare to linger even for a moment?
"The true spirit has been destroyed, the great revenge has been achieved, withdraw the troops."
Ao Guang roared fiercely, but his voice betrayed his fear. He led the Four Dragon Kings and the vast ocean waters, like stray dogs, and transformed into rolling black clouds, fleeing in disarray back to the depths of the East Sea.
Taiyi Zhenren's angry shout echoed throughout the entire Chentang Pass.
To the ordinary people and Li Jing, who was paralyzed under the city wall,
This is the lofty immortal of the Chan Sect who manifested his power at the crucial moment, intimidating the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and saving the millions of lives in Chentang Pass.
"Thank you so much, Immortal Master, for saving my life! You are truly merciful!"
The survivors kowtowed and knelt in the direction from which the voice of the Taiyi Zhenren came.
Li Jing also let out a long breath and collapsed onto the blood-stained muddy water with a thud, tears streaming down his face.
"The rebellious son is dead, the Dragon King has retreated..."
"Chen Tang Pass has been saved..."
Taiyi Zhenren, who had taken advantage of this "lingering influence" to show off, had no interest in the worship of the mortals below.
He glanced hastily at the city wall where Nezha had committed suicide, cursing inwardly, "What kind of mess of variables are these?" He then immediately transformed into a streak of light and hurriedly returned to the Golden Light Cave on Qianyuan Mountain.
He had to immediately set up an altar and perform rituals to deduce the secrets of heaven.
Look at this disciple's true spirit, which powerful being has intercepted it!