louisehourcade Chapter 590 The Complete Eastern Emperor Bell: You Must Not Touch This Item!
Chapter 590 The Complete Eastern Emperor Bell: You Must Not Touch This Item!
"Not good! Form the Ten Thousand Buddha Golden Body Formation!"
Maitreya Buddha's face turned pale; he knew that he absolutely could not withstand the attack.
The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit beneath him burst forth with boundless golden light, enveloping all the Western Sect disciples.
Medicine Master, Ksitigarbha, and others also unleashed their magical treasures, pouring their full magical power into the golden lotus to form a huge golden Buddha phantom, raising its hands upwards in an attempt to block Zhu Rong's kick.
Boom—!
The giant flaming foot collided violently with the golden Buddha.
The entire chaotic space trembled violently!
The golden phantom of Buddha lasted for less than three seconds.
"Click! Click! Click!"
Cracks began to appear on the arm of the Buddha's phantom and quickly spread to his entire body.
"Hold on! Hold on, all of you!" Maitreya Buddha roared, golden blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He underestimated the power of the Ancestral Witch's Body!
This is something they at this level simply cannot compete with!
"Bang!"
In the end, the Thousand Buddha Golden Body Formation shattered.
Zhu Rong's giant foot continued its downward slam, though its power had diminished considerably, it still sent the Western Sect members sprawling and overturned.
Maitreya Buddha was the first to be hit, and was thrown off the golden lotus by the enormous force. His kasaya was burned to tatters, and he was in a very sorry state.
Western religion, defeated!
As for the final demon race, there was absolutely no suspense.
Within the Weak Water Cage controlled by Gonggong, they were like insects trapped in amber, unable to move.
That terrifying pressure constantly squeezed their physical bodies and demonic souls.
The quasi-saint level powerhouses, including the Great Sage Ox-Head, could still hold on with their powerful demonic bodies, but the demon soldiers and generals had begun to explode into blood mist one by one, their souls and spirits annihilated.
"Gonggong! How dare you!"
The Great Sage Ox-Head roared in grief and anger, trying to reveal his true form and break the water sphere, but to no avail.
Gonggong simply looked at them indifferently, slowly increasing the pressure in his hand.
The water sphere rapidly contracts, and the pressure increases exponentially!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The several demon saints could no longer hold on, and they all spat out mouthfuls of demon blood. Their auras instantly weakened, and they were completely suppressed.
The demon race has been utterly defeated!
It all happened in just a few dozen breaths.
The three major forces and dozens of well-known and powerful figures from the primordial world were utterly and irrevocably defeated by the three ancestral witch incarnations!
The entire space fell into dead silence once again.
All that remained were the heavy breathing of the losers and their suppressed groans of pain.
All eyes were focused on the young figure who hadn't moved an inch from beginning to end.
Their eyes no longer held greed and jealousy, only endless fear and despair.
What kind of monster did they provoke?!
Chen Changsheng withdrew his three Ancestral Witch avatars, and those three towering figures transformed into streams of light, disappearing back into his body.
He strode forward, slowly walking past the fallen immortals of the Chan Sect, then past the disheveled Maitreya Buddha, and finally stopping in front of the enormous water sphere that contained the Great Sage of the Demon Clan.
He didn't look at anyone.
He simply gazed at the Eastern Emperor Bell, which hovered silently in the center of the space, radiating boundless majesty.
Then, he turned around, his gaze sweeping across the room, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority, as if stating a fact.
"Is there anyone else who objects?"
No one answered.
The entire chaotic space was so quiet you could hear a heartbeat.
Guang Chengzi struggled to get up from the ground, but his whole body was in excruciating pain, and every movement aggravated his broken bones. He could only glare at Chen Changsheng with a resentful and powerless look.
Maitreya Buddha sat cross-legged on the ground, head bowed, seemingly lost in thought, but his slightly trembling body betrayed his inner turmoil.
The demon sages inside the water sphere were too exhausted to even roar; they could only watch helplessly.
Oppose?
What grounds do you have to object?
Should we raise our heads in protest?
Those three god-like ancestral witches had just shattered all their courage and trump cards.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng found it somewhat amusing.
If I had known this, why did I have to?
You forced me to take action, are you satisfied now?
He couldn't be bothered with these defeated opponents any longer, so he turned around and walked step by step toward the huge half of the Eastern Emperor Bell.
Every step he took seemed to tread on the hearts of Guang Chengzi and the others, making them feel waves of humiliation and resentment.
But that's all.
Chen Changsheng arrived in front of the Eastern Emperor Bell, feeling the terrifying aura that suppressed countless ages, and his eyes blazed with renewed fervor.
With a thought, the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell obtained from the Nuwa Palace flew out from the purple mansion between his eyebrows, transforming into a dazzling golden light.
Om-!
The moment the fragment appeared, the half of the bell suspended in the air emitted an unprecedentedly loud hum, as if a child who had been lost for many years had finally found its other half.
The golden light formed from the fragments and the chaotic light emanating from the great bell reflected each other in the air, attracting one another.
Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand, his magical power surging, guiding the two to slowly approach each other.
The integration process went even more smoothly than expected.
The two were originally from the same source. Under Chen Changsheng's guidance, the fragments transformed into a stream of light and precisely merged into the huge crack on the bell.
Buzz!
The Eastern Emperor Bell trembled violently, its tolling resounding throughout the entire chaotic space.
On the bell, the other half, which was originally illusory, began to solidify at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although the huge crack that ran through the bell still existed, indicating that it was not complete, the power emanating from the entire bell was more than ten times stronger than before!
An even more terrifying pressure, enough to freeze time and space, emanated from the bell.
Chen Changsheng felt that a close connection had been established between himself and Donghuang Zhong.
He could sense the power of the bell; its interior was a world unto itself, possessing the supreme power to suppress the three thousand primordial chaos and reverse the time and space of the heavens!
"My darling!"
Chen Changsheng was overjoyed.
Wielding the complete Donghuang Bell and the God-Slaying Spear, he will be invincible below the level of a sage!
With a thought, the enormous Eastern Emperor Bell rapidly shrank, transforming into a small, ancient bell the size of a palm, which fell into his hand.
However, at this time,
A figure appeared here.
The Eastern Emperor Bell also stood still in the void.
Chen Changsheng also looked at the newcomer, wanting to know who dared to make a move.
Looking up, one could see that the newcomer was a Taoist priest dressed in a bright red Bagua robe, with an ancient and simple face, indifferent eyes, and holding a purple-gold gourd in his hand, who looked quite ordinary.
But Chen Changsheng sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from him.
"Who are you?" Chen Changsheng asked in a deep voice.
The Taoist priest did not answer his question, but instead shifted his indifferent gaze from Chen Changsheng's face to the Eastern Emperor Bell in his hand.
A complex emotion flashed in his eyes—a mixture of nostalgia, sadness, and an undeniable resolve.
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.
"You must not touch this!"