Below the Eagle Cliff, on the ancient battlefield.
A large purple bell hung high in the sky, branded with the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, stars, flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds, and beasts. It was the most profound map of the world.
Dang!
The bell rang out, majestic and majestic. As the divine bell rang out, the world within also began to tremble.
The yellow bell shook the heavens and the earth, and the long ringing of the bell caused one's soul to tremble. The entire ancient battlefield resonated with it, and the shockwaves left behind by the countless Sages instantly erupted.
"Boom!"
Blood-red lightning struck down from the sky, turning the entire ancient battlefield into a sea of red lightning.
The core essence of the battlefield was the Great Dao imprints left behind by the hundreds of Sages.
Now, these imprints had been completely absorbed by the bell. Only the shockwaves of the Sages' attacks were left, intertwining and transforming into the most terrifying fusion of sin and fire.
Divine light covered the heavens and earth, as if thousands of experts were attacking him at the same time. The vast divine light converged into a sea that completely enveloped Zhou Tong.
At this moment, Zhou Tong endured a terrifying heavenly might, as if the entire heavens and earth were pressing down on him. Countless questions of the Great Dao surged into his heart, wanting to completely destroy his Dao and his path.
This was simply heavenly might!
The purple blood in Zhou Tong's body boiled, and his entire body bloomed with boundless light. His eyes were like knives as he endured the pain of his body being crushed and did his best to resist these terrifying shockwaves.
"The imprints of the Sages have already disappeared, and these shockwaves won't be able to last much longer. Let me give you a dignified death!" Zhou Tong's voice was not loud, but it filled the entire ancient battlefield with an unparalleled momentum and awe-inspiring dominance.
The imprints of the Sages had already formed the Chaotic Divine Embryo within the bell, and these shockwaves were getting weaker by the day.
At the beginning, Zhou Tong still needed to use the Great Emperor's formation inscriptions to enter, but now, he no longer needed to use such methods. He could completely rely on his own strength to destroy these shockwaves.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
The Tyrant Bell hovered above Zhou Tong's head, constantly vibrating. The purple light it emitted was like water ripples, flickering in and out. At the same time, the space and time around Zhou Tong became illusory.
An illusory wave swept out in all directions.
This fluctuation was like a long river, carrying with it traces of time.
Zhong Zhen Yue!
This was one of the fruits of Dao that Zhou Tong had comprehended over the past two years in the Primordial Battlefield by using the Sage Path as a whetstone and taking advantage of a divine prohibition.
"Boom!!"
The bell waves vibrated out like circles of ripples. These circles of ripples expanded rapidly, from ripples to waves, from waves to giant waves, from giant waves to mountain torrents and tsunamis.
The Tyrant Bell rumbled, and the tyrannical bell waves were like raging waves beating against the shore, causing rocks to collapse and clouds to cover the sky and earth.
The bell waves rippled outwards, and the aftershocks of the battle between the sages were also shaken by the bell waves, becoming illusory under the power of time. The extremely tyrannical power caused a huge change in heaven and earth, and all living beings wailed!
The purple bell waves spread rapidly, and there was nothing that the bell waves could not destroy. Everywhere they passed, everything was turned into dust, and all the aftershocks on the battlefield were destroyed. The vast bell waves were like purple flames, and they forced away all the black fog in the Primordial Battlefield.
The melodious sound of the bell collided violently with the pitch black mist and baleful qi, and it was ceaselessly destroyed. A peerlessly overbearing violet glow started to spread throughout the entire Primeval Battlefield, and it was like a violet sun was slowly rising. This place that had been dim and without light for hundreds of thousands of years finally welcomed its first strand of light.
"Dong!!"
Finally, the bell stopped, yet the circle after circle of bell waves seemed like a lingering echo that ceaselessly reverberated through the entire Primeval Battlefield, and it domineeringly cleansed the entire Primeval Battlefield over and over again.
"The Tyrant Bell cleanses heaven and earth, sweeping away all demons and monsters!"
Zhou Tong looked at his Tyrant Bell, and a smile appeared on his face.
After two years of weapon refinement and absorbing the dao pattern imprints of hundreds of sages, the Tyrant Bell finally began to display its unique tyrannical power.
"After two years of hard work, the Troop Secret Character can be considered to have reached its current limit! However … there is still one last secret technique, the one that is most suitable for the Troop Secret Character. After mastering this secret technique, it's time to leave this place. "
Zhou Tong sat down cross-legged, and a brilliant secret technique appeared. Behind him was a resplendent golden divine world, and the legendary Immeasurable Divine Treasury appeared.
There, the ancient golden bell, divine cauldron, dao sword, and sacred pagoda flickered with golden light, rising and falling. Looking forward, this was a divine treasury world that belonged to the weapons.
However, this was the secret technique of the ancient golden emperor, and Zhou Tong still needed to evolve it in his own way.
"Boom!!"
Zhou Tong imitated and evolved the Battle Character Art, and golden weapons appeared behind him. The ancient bell, dao sword, cauldron, divine pagoda, and the like all floated up.
With the complete secret technique of the Golden Scripture as a guide, Zhou Tong's evolution of the Battle Character Art was very simple.
All kinds of Great Dao patterns were grasped by Zhou Tong instantly.
"Clang!!"
Immediately after, Zhou Tong activated the Troop Secret Character, and all kinds of weapons clanged and rose and fell around him.
However, compared to the golden divine treasury, the endless weapons that Zhou Tong evolved were all purple. Rather than calling it a golden divine treasury, it would be better to call it a purple gold divine treasury.
Then, Zhou Tong activated the Troop Secret Character Art again, placing his Tyrant Bell in the center of the purple gold divine treasury. It was immediately bombarded, and sparks flew everywhere.
The chaotic aura within the bell revived once again, and rose and fell in the purple gold divine treasury, constantly absorbing the dao laws of the purple gold divine treasury to strengthen itself.
He was refining the bell, using the purple gold divine treasury as a reference to further refine his Tyrant Bell.
Although the mountains, rivers, plants, sun, moon, stars, and beasts on the Tyrant Bell were simple and natural, Zhou Tong wanted an incomparably domineering aura. He needed to deepen the Tyrant Bell's combat strength and lethality!
"Clang, clang, clang!!"
Gold and iron clanged as if they were forging iron.
One could clearly see that the Tyrant Bell's simple and natural world map had an additional trace of killing intent. Some of the ancient natives that were originally empty-handed on the world map had now picked up sabers, spears, swords, and halberds.
Three days later, the purple gold divine treasury had been completely imprinted on the Tyrant Bell.
The entire Tyrant Bell was no longer simple and natural, but now it was filled with killing intent and was incomparably domineering.
The mountains and rivers were still the same, and the starry sky was dazzling. However, after the beings on the bell were equipped with endless weapons, the entire world was no longer natural. Instead, it was filled with killing and battle.
Countless beings were filled with killing intent, and they were about to enter the battlefield and go to war!
One could foresee that after this round of refinement, the Tyrant Bell's bell wave would become even more powerful!
"This is my Tyrant Bell. Blindly pursuing the Dao of Heaven and Earth isn't my style!" Zhou Tong looked at the brand-new Tyrant Bell with satisfaction.
"It's time to go out. I wonder how Ye Fan and Pang Bo have been doing in the two years I've been away!" Zhou Tong's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly thought of Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
Without him by their side, would the two of them be hunted to death by those Holy Lands?!
He didn't know if those Holy Lands had sent out monarch-level beings to hunt them down.
"Hmm, that's impossible … With Little Nanna around, Ye Fan will definitely be fine. At most, he'll suffer a little!" Zhou Tong quickly shook his head. "But I wonder how Pang Bo is doing … Little Nanna will protect Ye Fan, but she might not protect Pang Bo …"
"Forget it, I'll go take a look!" Zhou Tong immediately left the Fallen Eagle Cliff.
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