Ch. 333 - The Beginningless Bell Tolls Again
The entire world was shaken.
The Celestial City resonated as one, countless Sacred Lords crossed the void, carrying with them the reverberating sound waves of the Beginningless Bell.
On Purple Mountain, the ancient bell left behind by the Beginningless Emperor stood in suppression. In recent times, it had stirred the winds and clouds of the world, becoming the center of all attention.
The second assault on Purple Mountain once again ended in failure. The holy lands suffered great losses and retreated in defeat, shaking the Celestial City to its core.
Half an hour later, the news spread. Three Sacred Lords were severely wounded, and many Supreme Giants had turned to ash beneath the waves of the Beginningless Bell, body and spirit alike annihilated.
“Hiss…”
Upon learning of this outcome, the entire Celestial City drew in a collective gasp of horror.
This time, several great holy lands had even reached an agreement with the Thirteen Warlords of the Northern Region, borrowing the might of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor’s subordinates to enter Purple Mountain, yet they still failed.
If not for the ancient Heaven-Devouring Jar blocking the bell waves at the critical moment, even the Sacred Lords would have perished.
The Dragon-Rune Cauldron, the Sun God Furnace, and the Ancient Void Mirror, all said to suppress the deepest secrets of their lineages, still had not been used. Even half a Paragon Artifact could not withstand the Beginningless Bell.
With such a catastrophe occurring, none of the people in the tower had any heart left for the feast. One after another, they rose to their feet, and the banquet dissolved into silence.
Before leaving, An Miaoyi smiled charmingly and said, “Little Brother Gu, if you ever decide to sell that Dragon-Rune Black Gold Sword, please consider Miaoyi first.”
Only a few days later, the news had spread across the world.
The masses were in shock.
What had the Beginningless Emperor left behind? Even without a master, a single bell of his could shake heaven and earth. Such power inspired awe and fear alike.
Ye Fan did not continue gambling on source stones. Instead, he quietly waited for the Godfiend Treasure Tower’s auction of the ancient godly medicine.
That day, accompanied by Blackwater, he finally toured every corner of the Celestial City. He could not help but sigh in admiration, it truly was a divine metropolis, as if left behind by gods themselves.
Within the city, not every place was grand or extravagant. There were also simple, time-worn teahouses by the roadside.
“I’m guessing next time, the holy lands will definitely bring out their Paragon Artifacts,” someone said. “Half of the Heaven-Devouring Jar isn’t enough to block the bell waves.”
“The Beginningless Emperor’s power touched the limits of creation itself,” another replied. “No one can resist the temptation of his legacy. The holy lands will have no choice but to wield their Paragon Artifacts.”
In one such small, shabby teahouse, everyone was discussing the events of Purple Mountain.