Zhao Pijiang swung his fist downward, directly striking the mountainous characters casually written by the Chi Yang Sect Leader, like a divine being striking the heavenly drum, a hundred thousand thunders exploding simultaneously, vividly displaying the martial saint’s boundless qi blood and yang essence!
"Hmm?"
The Grand General of Celestial Water Prefecture exerted his full strength, hammering down with ten-tenths of his powerful punch, but it felt like a heavy hammer striking cotton, with a sense of emptiness and lack of force.
That godly intent, aura, and charm, all embodying the infinite and grand "calm" character, shattered upon touch!
"It’s a trap!"
In an instant, Zhao Pijiang realized, his piercing gaze wanting to penetrate the Chi Yang Sect Leader.
At the moment when old power was exhausted and new power had not yet risen, like lightning in that moment, an icy sword light, like a mountain peak or celestial pillar, came crashing down upon him!
Fierce and domineering, unstoppable, burning a huge dark hole in the vast void!
"Meridian Sword Sect! Nanming Li Fire... Yan Xin has colluded with the Three Yang Sect!"
That strand of divine intent seemed to lose connection, severed from the ties of heaven and earth, and originally rising momentum suddenly halted, like a ten-thousand-foot-high tide abruptly receding.
"It’s not Chunyu Cultivator, who wields the divine soldiers? A new star has emerged from the Sword Sect?"
Ultimately, it was a division of divine intent, not the true body facing life and death, so there was no great terror between life and death.
Zhao Pijiang sighed lowly, casually raised a finger to pierce the void, sending Zhu Mingyu out of the Inner Scenic Land.
As for that Withered Revive Wood section, he couldn’t manage it for now.
Just before being slain by the Nanming Li Fire, the Grand General finally saw the sword-wielder clearly, with an impressive demeanor, born unusually, actually just a young lad not yet of age.
But seeing him wielding the sword, the sword light vast as the tide, rejoicing, as if meeting the sovereign, bowing respectfully.
This scene made Zhao Pijiang in a daze, as if seeing someone:
"Kou..."
Boom!
The violent sword qi filling the entire Inner Scenic Land suddenly trembled, shredding that strand of divine intent to pieces!
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Divine Capital, Simurgh Platform.
A thousand-foot high platform built of white jade, suspending an unimaginably massive ancient bell weighing tens of thousands of pounds, like a solid great mountain, unshakeable.
Ordinarily ringing only rarely once every year or two, today it seems to have gone mad!
With great sonic booms, one sound overpowering another, visible substantial ripples disturbing the clouds like gales sweeping through, affecting several miles around!
The stationed Daoist Officials clutched their ears, alarmed and helpless, shouting for the abundant spirituality of the ancient bell to explain what was happening.
But the ancient bell ignored them, only vibrating, before calming down after two whole days and nights.
This incident alarmed several Purple Register Daoist Officials within the Divine Capital, who arrived in unison to inquire about the cause.
It’s known that this ancient bell is a spiritual artifact, sharing origin with the golden list on the Simurgh Platform.
One is named "Chaotic Bell," the other "Elephant List."
Together, they can monitor changes in heaven and earth, transformations of spiritual energies.
It’s said whenever extraordinary people, creatures, or phenomena emerge.
The Chaotic Bell rings, the Elephant List reveals.
"What is the situation? For two whole days and nights, most of Divine Capital’s citizens haven’t slept well, fortunately not disturbing the Emperor, else you would all be beheaded!"
The Purple Register Daoist Official accused them.
"I truly don’t know what has driven the Chaotic Bell crazy... Perhaps some Upper Sect, Taoist Sect birthed a great talent, breaking through the three barriers, causing their qi blood and divine intent to resonate with heaven and earth, prompting the great vibration of the Chaotic Bell?"
The stationed Cyan Register Daoist Official dared not breathe, kneeling and answering.
"Nonsense, what exiled immortal descended here, making the Chaotic Bell ring for two days and nights? The top daoists of all eras haven’t received such treatment..."
The Purple Register Daoist Official earnestly set up incense offerings, pinched spells with his hand, inviting the Chaotic Bell’s spirit to appear.
A heavy buzzing sounded by his ears, stating a name.
"Bai Qi? From whose family? Any noble clans of the Eight Pillars of the Realm with the Bai surname?"
The Purple Register Daoist Official asked with a frown, and immediately someone brought a jade book, flipping through it not finding the name registered in the upper three records.
"Upper Sect, Taoist Sect? Newly recruited disciples? Have they yet to be promoted to true transmission and be listed in the Taoist register, search for them too."
The Purple Register Daoist Official further instructed.
About two sticks of incense later.
Still no result.
"Strange indeed. For the Chaotic Bell to ring two nights, unprecedented and peerless! Even among historical top daoists, a rare distinction..."
The Purple Register Daoist Official again invited the Elephant List spirit to appear, unsurprisingly seeing the "Bai Qi" characters.
The tiny characters appended below left him dumbstruck, as if struck by lightning, stunned in place—
Sword Slash Divine Technique?
Which Daoist Monarch or Immortal Venerable was reborn?
Descended to the Red County Divine Land?