Chapter 138: Bell Shatters, Universe Changes
The mournful cry from the chaos bell was deafening, as if it would shatter the foundation of the Tongtian Pagoda. Just then, Lu Qingyang’s rusty Nascent Soul, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, suddenly opened its mouth and bit the bell clapper. The copper rust spread like a plague along the Primordial Xuanhuang Qi, quickly covering the entire giant bell. The star-dust bursting from the cracks in the bell body, like brilliant meteors, condensed into 120,000 blood-stained tongbao copper coins: “Old Mud Loach’s coffin money, Mr. Lu will gladly accept it!” “How dare you, junior!” The remnant soul of Xuanji Old Ancestor manifested a three-headed, six-armed Dharma Idol on the bell wall, like a majestic God of War. His Soul Transformation Peak Star Dao Domain unfolded like a vast starry sky.
The sky full of stars, like countless Dragon Trapping Nails, pierced towards Lu Qingyang’s Nascent Soul with a sharp Aura. The Karma lines entwined around the nails shimmered with cold light, like the Ice Soul fragments that fell when Cold Moon Cold gouged out her eyes. The Cold Abyss in Cold Moon Cold’s left eye suddenly collapsed into a bottomless black hole. Her Soul Transformation Stage Grand Yin Soul Slaying Sword Array, like an indestructible fortress, solidified: “My Dao injury is not for you to make an issue of!” 100,000 Ice Soul Swords, like a fierce storm, pierced through the Star Array. When the sword tips touched the Dragon Trapping Nails, the nails suddenly grew mandarin duck patterns, like those on a ni-shang bellyband.
Su Meiniang’s Void Refining Stage Heavenly Fox True Body manifested a nine-tailed Dharma Idol. Her nine tails were like nine burning fire Dragons, and the golden bells at their tips made sounds like thunder, shattering the star trails within three hundred li: “Old Devil Head has plotted for a thousand years, but did he ever account for Qingqiu’s Burning Sky Curse?” Fox Fire, like surging waves, burned towards the bell wall along the bronze rust like a prairie fire. Within the fire, a mysterious scene appeared: Celestial Sword Master embedding half a tongbao copper coin into the bell clapper.
“Ding—”
The chaos bell suddenly emitted a crisp sound, like the heartbeat of the Universe. The Xuanhuang Qi gushing from the bell’s mouth, like a rolling torrent, condensed into a sky-reaching vortex. The copper rust on Lu Qingyang’s Nascent Soul’s surface suddenly seemed to come alive, wriggling like a snake, and actually condensed into the ancient demonic script “Greedy Wolf Devouring Heaven” in the Void Realm,
as if revealing some secret: “Two elder sisters, this private money is too hot to handle!” Cold Moon Cold’s sword array suddenly turned like a whirlwind. The Grand Yin Soul Slaying Sword Qi roared like an ice Dragon, condensing into a giant Ice Soul Dragon: “Deng Tuzi, if you dare to spout nonsense again…” As the Dragon claws shattered three Dragon Trapping Nails, the star-dust bursting from the nails suddenly streaked across the sky like meteors, condensing into the afterimage of her previous life’s Guanghan Palace Master. “This star-dust… is formed from my previous life’s Nascent Soul!” Xuanji Old Ancestor’s Dharma Idol suddenly split into 120,000 soul threads like fireworks. Each soul thread coiled around the bronze coffin like a spiritual snake: “Do you all know this Tongtian Pagoda…” A blood-colored altar suddenly rose from the crumbling pagoda foundation.
The Zhou Tian Star Disk floating above the altar, like the brightest pearl in the night sky, was actually inlaid with Su Meiniang’s Fox Fire essence from when her eighth tail was severed. “It was originally cast by Celestial Sword Master to refine the Inner Demon Tribulation!” Lu Qingyang’s Nascent Soul suddenly exploded into a Chaos mist like fireworks. The laughter from within the mist sounded like a demon from Hell, full of laziness and evil: “No wonder Fairy Leng is so cold as ice…” The mist condensed into a rusty copper coin sword, piercing towards the altar like lightning, “So the Old Mud Loach stole the young lady’s rouge money!”
Su Meiniang’s nine snake-like tails tightly coiled around the blood-colored altar. Her Void Refining Stage Burning Sky Silk, like an enraged mad Dragon, suddenly tore through the Void Realm, emitting roars: “Little Lord’s mouth is like a sharp blade, even sharper than the Heaven Severing Sword by three points!” From the gaps in the silk, falling sparks, like tiny fireflies, instantly condensed into Qingqiu Rebirth Butterflies. The swarm of butterflies surged towards the Star Disk, and copper coin rust suddenly grew on their wings, like traces of time.
The cracks in the chaos bell spread rapidly like a spider web to the bell clapper, while the mandarin duck patterns on the ni-shang bellyband danced gracefully in the Xuanhuang Qi. In the Cold Abyss of Cold Moon Cold’s left eye, the Dao of Annihilation patterns burst forth like lightning. Her Soul Transformation Peak Ice Soul Dao Domain, like an iceberg, instantly froze the entire altar into an ice sculpture: “This sword will sever your 120,000 cycles of Reincarnation!” “You all are the best Dao seeds for this Old Ancestor!” Xuanji Old Ancestor’s remnant soul, like a burning meteor, suddenly self-destructed. The blood-colored altar was blown into a sky full of star rain. Every drop of star rain was like a mirror, reflecting the scene in the bronze coffin—Cold Moon Cold’s previous life, Guanghan Palace Master, mercilessly stabbing the Ice Soul Sword into the delicate chest of Su Meiniang, who was wearing a ni-shang bellyband! Lu Qingyang’s Nascent Soul, like a shining star, suddenly reformed its Dharma Idol. The chaos bell clapper burst forth with a Heaven Severing Sword Glow, as if to tear apart the firmament: “So this game…” As the Sword Glow split the star rain, half a tongbao copper coin suddenly appeared in the gap of the bell clapper, like a brilliant pearl, “is for Mr. Lu to be the tailor and mend the clothes of the two elder sisters!”
Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.
The chaos bell exploded with a roar, and countless bronze fragments transformed into streams of light and scattered. Cold Moon Cold’s Grand Yin Dao Domain suddenly contracted into ice crystals, enveloping Su Meiniang’s remaining three tails; the copper rust on Lu Qingyang’s Nascent Soul’s surface condensed into a star-trail compass, its needle pointing towards a Secret Realm in the far north.
“Is this… the North Abyss Sea Eye?” Su Meiniang’s Void Refining Stage Divine Sense, like a gust of wind, swept across the compass. The golden bells at the tips of her tails suddenly emitted crisp sounds, as if three shattered ice crystals were wailing, “Legend has it that the Soul Devouring Sect cultivated a Ten Thousand Year Nine Nether Demon Lotus there!” The Cold Abyss in Cold Moon Cold’s left eye, like a pool of stagnant water, suddenly seeped silver blood, as if an enraged beast. Her Soul Transformation Stage Ice Soul Sword Qi, like an ancient map, slowly unfolded in the Void Realm: “The day the Demon Lotus appears in the world will be the day the North Abyss Demon Dragon breaks through Gui Xu.”
The Sword Qi, like a sharp arrow, touched Lu Qingyang’s Nascent Soul, and a scarlet blood mark suddenly appeared on the star-trail compass, “Deng Tuzi, your copper rust is devouring the Primordial Xuanhuang Qi!” Lu Qingyang grinned and tugged at Cold Moon Cold’s Ice Soul Sword tassel, like a mischievous child, “Fairy Leng is so concerned, could it be that you want to be a pair of fated lovers with Mr. Lu?” The Nascent Soul suddenly spouted Chaos Mother Qi, like a torrent, condensing into a Star Gate spanning heaven and earth in the Void Realm, “Since the Greedy Wolf Devouring Heaven array is broken, why not go to the North Abyss Sea to find some new fun?” Nine layers of blood waves suddenly rose in the far north, like towering mountains. The phantom of the Demon Lotus, carried on the crests of the waves, was identical to the wound on Su Meiniang’s severed tail.
The roar from the depths of the Sea Eye, like a Dragon’s roar, echoed through heaven and earth. The sound waves, like a sharp sword, easily shattered three thousand li of glaciers, revealing the bronze giant gate suppressed at the bottom of the sea—the star chains wrapped around the gate ring resonated with Lu Qingyang’s copper coin rust, as if telling an unknown past.