Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Although a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, Tian Hong did not stop swinging the iron bar in his hand and continued to smash it down on Xia Jin's head.

However, the next second, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Suddenly, the void above Xia Jin's head began to distort.

A point of light flew out from Xia Jin's sea of ​​consciousness, followed by a phantom slowly emerging.

It was a bell.

A large bronze bell.

The bell is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants, birds, and beasts.

Although the patterns look extremely complex, they give people a sense of natural perfection.

only……

This clock is a bit strange.

Except for a small area about the size of a palm at the top that appears to be solid, the rest are all phantoms.

But the moment this incomplete clock appeared, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

The wind stopped, and the clouds stopped too.

Tian Hong stopped swinging the iron rod.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop, but rather that his body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force of rules.

Sun Sheng's figure also appeared from the void, his arms, which were like the sharp blades of a mantis, stopped in mid-air and could no longer move forward an inch.

Even the demonic energy surging from the ground stopped at this moment.

Xia Jin raised her head and looked at the broken bronze bell above her, her eyes even filled with surprise.

He knew that his trump card was very powerful, but he had never had the chance to use it.

This was the Eastern Emperor Bell, a priceless treasure from his previous life in the Chinese mythological world.

Even though he only possesses this small fragment now, and although the bell is far from complete, it's enough to deal with these three people...

More than enough.

Xia Jin raised her hand and gently patted the clock in front of her.

"clang!"

A melodious bell rang out in this world.

The bell's sound was not loud, even very soft, but it conveyed an immense sense of pressure.

But the moment that gentle chime rang out, a visible ripple spread out from the bell's surface.

Centered on Xia Jin, it slowly spread outwards in all directions. The speed was not fast, but it gave people a feeling that they could not avoid it or resist it.

The first to be swept by the ripples was Tian Hong, who was at the very front.

The ripples swept over him as if a gentle breeze were blowing.

But Tian Hong's body seemed to be stimulated by something, and he suddenly shuddered.

His golden fur faded at a visible speed, and his body, which had swelled up, shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon, returning to its original shape in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on? How did my body revert back to its original state...?"

Tian Hong opened his mouth, his eyes filled with confusion.

Soon, as his consciousness faded, his body lost all its strength.

"Bang!"

With a loud thud, Tian Hong's figure crashed heavily to the ground from the air.

He lay there, his eyes wide open, but there was no sign of life.

died.

It is not physical death, but the complete annihilation of the soul.

The ripple continued to spread outwards without stopping.

Sun Sheng watched helplessly as the ripple surged toward him, and for the first time, genuine fear appeared in his pupils.

He wanted to escape.

However, his body was firmly bound by that invisible force, and even if he mobilized all his strength, he was completely unable to move.

Fear? Regret? In an instant, a variety of emotions flashed across his eyes.

In the end, only despair remained!

He watched helplessly as the ripples approached, inching closer and closer to his body.

The instant the ripples swept across.

Sun Sheng's body stiffened.

He looked down at his hands, which had returned to their original state, no longer like the sharp blades of a mantis, but ordinary human arms.

Immediately afterwards, just like Tian Hong, his gaze gradually became unfocused.

His body fell from the sky and finally landed not far from Tian Hong.

Between two breaths.

Two experts at the Creation Realm fell at Xia Jin's hands almost simultaneously.

Underground, Song Tiansheng, who was rushing towards Xia Jin, was suddenly startled.

"Second brother, third brother..."

The moment Tian Hong and Sun Sheng's auras disappeared almost simultaneously, Song Tiansheng did not hesitate at all.

He abruptly stopped his forward momentum.

Deep underground, he swung his knife in a backhand motion, using the force to propel himself backward!

The black blade of the short, black dagger in his hand rapidly faded, revealing a snow-white edge once more. At that moment, the skull pattern on the back of his hand seemed to come alive, frantically spewing forth a torrent of demonic energy!

The intensity of that demonic energy was unprecedented!

Black mist surged forth like a tide, enveloping Song Tiansheng layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a giant black cocoon.

The silkworm cocoon burst forth from the ground, tearing through the air as it sped away into the distance!

All of this happened in an instant.

From the moment Tian Hong fell to the moment Sun Sheng fell, and then Song Tiansheng condensed a demonic cocoon and escaped, the entire process took no more than three breaths.

However, the ripple continued to spread.

It's not fast.

It could even be described as very slow, spreading out gently in circles.

But the area it spreads over is too large.

Song Tiansheng's speed had reached its limit. The demonic cocoon transformed into a black streak of light, and in the blink of an eye, it had traveled dozens of miles.

But the ripple still caught up slowly and steadily.

The moment the ripples touched the magic cocoon

"laugh."

A soft sound.

The cocoon, formed from dense demonic energy, seemed to have encountered its natural nemesis and instantly burst into flames!

For the first time, genuine terror appeared in Song Tiansheng's eyes.

He hadn't felt this close to death in a long time. At least, he hadn't felt that sense of death since entering the temple.

"No! I can't die yet! I haven't even been promoted to a Heavenly Disciple yet, how can I perish here?"

Song Tian gritted his teeth, and the sudden pain brought his mind back to calm. Now, all he could do was desperately urge the demonic energy within his body to maintain the cocoon's shape in order to resist the erosion of that ripple.

But it was all in vain. The ripples seemed to be the nemesis of all evil in the world. Wherever they passed, demonic energy melted away as quickly as snow under the sun.

"asshole!!"

Song Tiansheng let out a mournful roar.

But the roar lasted only a moment.

Because that ripple had already touched his body.

As expected, his pupils slowly dilated, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Thus, all three perished at the hands of Xia Jin.

From the moment Xia Jin made her move to the moment the three perished, it took only five breaths.

The broken bronze bell still hangs above Xia Jin's head.

Xia Jin withdrew her hand, raised her head, and looked at the Eastern Emperor Bell above her.

A hint of undisguised shock flashed in his eyes.

"Too powerful! This is simply outrageously powerful! This isn't even the complete form of the Eastern Emperor Bell, yet it so easily annihilated the souls of three Creation Realm experts, leaving them no chance to resist."

"If all the fragments were gathered in the future, allowing the Eastern Emperor Bell to regain its complete form... what kind of power would it possess?"

Xia Jin took a deep breath, raised his hand and waved it. The bronze bell transformed into a stream of light, entered his brow, and returned to his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the distance, Jian Wuhen and Venerable Miaodi were still rushing when they noticed that Tian Hong and the other two had suddenly disappeared. They stopped and looked back in this direction.

"Venerable One, did you sense it? The aura of those three bastards... seems to have disappeared!?" Jian Wuhen glanced at Venerable Miaodi beside him, his eyes filled with disbelief.