Mo Wen knew that he could not let the Corpse Puppet activate the Cries of Hades Bell. Otherwise, the consequences would be unpredictable.
A soul attack was instantly launched. It crossed the distance of space and crashed into the Corpse Puppet's declarative memory.
However, Mo Wen's efforts were still inadequate. It was all too late. The Corpse Puppet's power was already close to that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Its soul power was not much weaker than Mo Wen's. Mo Wen's soul attack had little effect on the Corpse Puppet.
The Corpse Puppet merely shook its body and then continued to activate the Cries of Hades Bell.
A blinding purple light suddenly shone from the Cries of Hades Bell. It was like a purple crystal that naturally shone with a brilliant light.
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. Almost without any hesitation, he retreated with a flash. His body had been frozen by the Cold Qi of the black light. His movement speed had slowed down greatly.
However, he was still in a good state. Pavilion Leader Ye Rong and Bu Zhangkun were lying on the ground, sealed by the Cold Crystal. It was difficult for them to move.
He was not the only one. Grandmother Hui Ling and He Xiangyu also retreated without hesitation.
The two of them knew how terrifying the Cries of Hades Bell would be once the Corpse Puppet activated it. The Purple Bottle Gourd was not a profound level weapon, but Grandmother Hui Ling had activated the full power of her attack and almost killed the Corpse Puppet.
The Cries of Hades Bell was a true profound level weapon. It was also activated by the Corpse Puppet. It was obvious how terrifying it was.
Grandmother Hui Ling and He Xiangyu did not forget about the two sect leaders of their own sect. As they retreated, they extended their hands and their bodies, which were wrapped in black crystals, flew out and landed in the hands of Grandmother Hui Ling and He Xiangyu.
However, the speed of their retreat was affected. They were still some distance away from Mo Wen, who had retreated first. Pavilion Leader Ye Rong and Bu Zhangkun were the sect leaders of the Purple Qi Pavilion and Five Beasts Sect respectively. They had important positions in the sect and were the future pillars of the sect. The two of them could not leave the two of them alone.
Roar!
The crimson light continuously flowed into the small purple bell. The purple bell's light burned brighter and brighter. The Corpse Puppet suddenly roared angrily towards the sky. A formless ripple instantly appeared around it. Then, it spread through space and time. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire great hall and continued to extend outwards.
The Cries of Hades Bell suddenly broke free from the Corpse Puppet's hand and flew into the air. In an instant, it was three meters tall and two meters wide. It looked like a huge bell.
The angry roar of the Corpse Puppet was like a bell being struck, causing the Cries of Hades Bell to shake violently. Then, with a crisp "dong" sound, it rang out.
Even though the sound was crisp, it was like the demonic sound of Hell. It was a horn that harvested souls. With the Cries of Hades Bell at the center, the floor tiles in the great hall were lifted up and pushed backward with a loud rumble.
An invisible sound field instantly covered a radius of a thousand meters. Within a thousand meters, the earth cracked and rocks bounced.
Puff!
Mo Wen, who was flying backward, seemed to have been hit. His body shook and he violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His eyes rolled back and his vision went black. He directly fell to the ground. He felt dizzy and almost fainted.
Grandmother Hui Ling and He Xiangyu were much closer to the Cries of Hades Bell than Mo Wen, so the impact they received was also greater. The terrifying sound wave directly attacked their souls. Even with their cultivation, when faced with such a frightening attack, they kept spitting out blood. Their souls had been severely injured, and their eyes rolled back as they fainted.
The Cries of Hades Bell seemed to be a type of profound level weapon that could attack souls. The attack it released was almost unstoppable. The souls of the five people in the great hall were almost all severely injured.
Bang!
Half of the Corpse Puppet's body slowly fell, crashing into the ground with a loud rumble. It never got up again, and its aura was completely gone.
The entire great hall was silent. Everyone had fallen to the ground. Only the two treasures, the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell, were still floating in mid-air, releasing a faint glow.
Outside the great hall, the ancient martial art practitioners who were still lingering in the cave, unwilling to leave, were also affected. Two of the beginning stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners who were closer to the cave were directly torn apart by the aftershock. They bled from their orifices and died.
Although the ancient martial art practitioners who were further away were not fatally injured, a large number of them fainted. Only the intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners, whose cultivation was higher and who were further away, did not faint. However, their souls were also injured.
The attack of the Cries of Hades Bell was actually so terrifying. It was practically a power that could destroy everything.
The ancient martial art practitioners outside the cave all looked into the cave in shock. No one knew what exactly had happened in the cave. Where had that heaven-like power come from?
However, none of the ancient martial art practitioners dared to return to the cave to investigate. The frightening power had already scared the wits out of these Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners. The aftershock was already so frightening even though they were so far away. Anyone who went in at this time would be courting death!
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Wen's body trembled and he slowly regained consciousness. He climbed up from the ground with some difficulty. Looking at the messy scene before him, he could not help but laugh bitterly.
He checked the condition of his body. His internal organs were displaced, his meridians were blocked, and his Qi and blood were stagnant. Ever since he had regained his memory, he had never suffered such serious injuries. Besides his body, his soul had also been seriously injured. Compared to the injuries of his body, the damage to his soul was even more frightening.
With his soul cultivation, ordinary pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners could not compare to him. Other than a Martial Arts Grandmaster, no one could compare to him in terms of soul power. After all, his soul had surpassed the level of ordinary ancient martial art practitioners. It was an existence that was close to the Deified Soul. In terms of quantity, a Martial Arts Grandmaster might be stronger than him, but in terms of quality, they would most likely be slightly inferior to him.
Even so, his soul had been seriously injured. The Cries of Hades Bell was clearly a special profound level weapon that could attack the soul. This type of profound level weapon was rare and was even more precious than ordinary profound level weapons.
"The power of a profound level weapon is indeed terrifying."
Mo Wen took a deep breath. Just now, if he had not retreated decisively and his soul was not strong enough, it was possible that he would have died in this great hall.
Grandmother Hui Ling, He Xiangyu, and the two sect leaders were all unconscious. Needless to say, their soul power was not as strong as Mo Wen's. They were also closer to the Cries of Hades Bell, so the damage they had suffered must have been even more serious.
If an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner had activated the Cries of Hades Bell, the power would not have been so terrifying. However, the cultivation of the Corpse Puppet was not much weaker than that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. One could imagine the power of the attack before it died.
Fortunately, because the Corpse Puppet had been seriously injured, its power had been reduced. It could not fully unleash the power of the Cries of Hades Bell. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether anyone in this great hall would have survived.
Mo Wen took out a Heart Nourishing Pill from the medicine spiritual ring and swallowed two in a row. His complexion immediately became rosier. The Heart Nourishing Pill was a sacred item for healing injuries. It could heal internal injuries in a short period of time. However, the Heart Nourishing Pill was useless against injuries to the soul.
After resting for a while, Mo Wen's gaze looked at the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell floating in mid-air. The corners of his mouth finally curled into a smile. Now that the Corpse Puppet was dead and Grandmother Hui Ling, He Xiangyu, and the others were seriously injured and unconscious, there was no one to fight with him for the precious treasures.
Mo Wen walked up to the two rare treasures and held them in his hands. An icy cold Qi emanated from his hands. Both the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell were very cold.
Mo Wen also discovered that when the two treasures were together, they actually had a faint connection. This connection was very strange. It was as though they were of the same origin and were brothers connected by blood.
It was naturally not a common occurrence for such a situation to occur between two different treasures, unless the two had been connected for a very long time.
"Dark Soul Pearl … Cries of Hades Bell … Could it be …"
The doubt in Mo Wen's eyes suddenly cleared up. The Cries of Hades Bell was obviously a profound level weapon of the Heretic Path, while the Dark Soul Pearl came from an underworld cultivator. Perhaps the Cries of Hades Bell was originally the Natal Magical Treasure of the Dark Soul Pearl's owner. It had been refined day and night, accumulating over time. That was why the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell always had a special connection.
The Dark Soul Pearl was the crystallization of an underworld cultivator's lifetime cultivation. From a certain perspective, it was also a continuation of the underworld cultivator's power. If the Cries of Hades Bell was the underworld cultivator's Natal Magical Treasure, then everything could be explained.
The two treasures in Luofeng Sect clearly came from the same person. Moreover, it was an immortal cultivator who was at least in the Primordial Soul Realm. Back then, either Luofeng Sect had some connection with the underworld immortal cultivator, or Luofeng Sect had accidentally found the abode of the underworld immortal cultivator and obtained these two treasures.
This also explained why Luofeng Sect had so many immortal cultivator treasures. Many of them must have been left behind by the underworld immortal cultivator. Even in the Immortal Cultivation world, profound level weapons were very precious resources. The Huatian Palace would most likely not allow profound level weapons to wander into the world of ancient martial art practitioners. The only way an ancient martial art practitioner could obtain a profound level weapon would most likely depend on luck.
Mo Wen put the two treasures into the medicine spiritual ring. He turned and prepared to walk out of the great hall. Before he left, he glanced at the Purple Bottle Gourd and Five Beast Hoops on the ground. He hesitated for a moment but did not take them.
After all, they were the heritage items of Five Beast Sect and Purple Qi Pavilion. If he took them, he would definitely become enemies. He did not mind, but the Intentionless Sect's foundation was in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. It was inevitable that the two large sects would make things difficult for them.
Right now, he still did not have the ability to completely ignore the threat of these ancient martial art practitioners in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. Hence, he could only try his best not to provoke them.
However, something that Mo Wen did not expect happened. He had just walked to the door when he saw the Purple Bottle Gourd on the ground flash. Then, it flew up, drawing a parabola and landing firmly in Mo Wen's hand.
"This …"
Mo Wen looked at the Purple Bottle Gourd that had flown into his hand on its own. He was speechless for a moment. What was going on?
The treasure had come to him on its own. This sort of thing was too strange. No one would believe it if he told others.
Could it be that his character was too good? A strange thought flashed through Mo Wen's mind.
He carefully placed the Purple Bottle Gourd on the ground. Then, he took two steps back and turned around, preparing to leave.
However, the Purple Bottle Gourd seemed to be determined to follow him. It jumped twice on the ground and then flew up again, landing on Mo Wen's shoulder.
"This …"
Mo Wen was finally somewhat speechless. What was going on? It was still clinging to him! (To be continued.)
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