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Chapter 1250 - Chapter 1250 Chapter 784 Images in the Ancient Bell Sounds

Chapter 1250: Chapter 784: Images in the Ancient Bell Sounds Chapter 1250: Chapter 784: Images in the Ancient Bell Sounds Just then,

an anomaly suddenly arose.

In the rolling, sky-high darkness,

the rampant mist began to tremble with a shudder.

The next moment,

a ceaseless tolling of a bell began to rise.

It was deafening like billions of thunderstorms crashing onto the earth, echoing in the emptiness around, and with the ringing of the bell, a profound sense of eons washed over.

It was as if it spanned an unimaginable stretch of ancient time,

carrying endless vicissitudes and majesty, in the face of which all things seemed to fall silent.

Shi Hao, Tu Wa Zi, and others felt their spirits tremble immediately.

In the obscurity, it was as though they were targeted by some unknowable existence, causing the blood in their bodies to abruptly stagnate.

“Trifling tricks, break for me!”

The three of them shouted together, all of them beings of epic proportions who would not willingly be suppressed by darkness.

“Whirl, whirl…”

It sounded like the roar of waves, the shocking noise of turbulent water.

The next moment,

a vast aura of Mortal Dust fell from the Nine Heavens.

It transformed into an invisible river of Mortal Dust, coiling around the three, insulating them from the extremely oppressive force.

And as the bell tolled,

the dark army that was poised to strike, advancing in groups, and closely packed as one, suddenly changed direction,

seemingly intending to retreat.

The Dark King hidden in the sky-high dark mist did likewise.

One by one, their presence surged, directly tearing apart a corner of the sky, seeking to traverse directly into The Boundary Sea.

Witnessing this scene,

Shi Hao, Tu Wa Zi, and Gu Chen exchanged glances subconsciously.

Although none of them spoke,

all their eyes were filled with gravity.

The one who could command these Dark Beings was, conceivable, their source.

Was the source from the endless past intending to descend into the world?

No doubt about it.

They immediately used their Heavenly Eye to look around.

The bell’s toll came from all directions, making it very difficult to discern the exact source of the sound,

but the three of them were each empowered by Mortal Dust, an accomplishment even more astonishing than that of a King.

An Era might give birth to one or two Kings, but a Red Dust Immortal might not be seen even across several Eras.

Since the Emperor Fallen era, had it not been for Jiang Hui obtaining the Red Dust Gate, it is likely that apart from Emperor Huang Tian, no one else would have attained Immortal status through Mortal Dust.

Naturally, the ascension attained through Mortal Dust was beyond imagination.

The original Heavenly Eye had evolved into the Mortal Dust Eye. On the Path of Break Delusion, even reiterating tough souls could not be compared to it.

Even the Dark Power that could conceal all presence could not obscure the probing of the Mortal Dust Eye.

Stone Toughness also looked towards the source of the sound, amidst the bright halo of heavy dawn, as if deducing all creation, truly exaggerated.

In the vague vision, there appeared a solemn, ancient altar, flickering in and out of visibility under the faint light.

The altar was extremely dilapidated, weathered and destroyed over an interminable period,

standing in a wasteland completely enveloped in darkness, with shattered stone pillars and mottled frescoes scattered around.

The frescoes on it too were fragmented and blotted; many parts were missing, but from the remaining details, one could infer the altar’s past splendor and vicissitudes.

Atop the altar, there hung a massive Ancient Bronze Bell.

It was this that emitted the heart-shaking sound.

Moreover, at this moment, peering at the True Body of the Bronze Big Bell, the voices in the emptiness changed subtly.

No longer muffled and deafening, but rather as if countless people were reciting some indecipherable scriptures.

If one continued listening, even the mind and spirit seemed to tremble.

“How strange!”

Inscriptions of complex Totems and mysterious Runes were carved upon the bell.

At this moment, a visible black brilliance flickered on those totems and runes.

All the light converged together, reflecting on the altar, and remarkably formed a continuously shifting scene.

A towering figure sat solemnly on an imposing throne made of piled skulls.

The figure was not clearly visible.

One could only vaguely make out some outlines.

It seemed unnaturally thin, skin stretched over bones.

The three furrowed their brows, the bell’s sound was so exaggerated that it could command the dark race. Yet as the bell’s sound echoed over the altar, it conjured up such a scene.

One could imagine that the content presented in the scene was absolutely astonishing.

Without prior agreement, the three once again exerted their full strength to activate the Power of Mortal Dust.

The images and details they could see grew clearer.

The figure on the Bone Thrones was that of an old man,

wearing a crown.

His eyes were tightly closed, displaying an aura of angerless command.

Fortunately, it had not damaged the source.

The figure truly was skin and bones,

cheekbones jutting without flesh.

Gaunt as dry wood.

The robes worn by the body were from an unknown era.

What should have fitted well now seemed eerily hollow.

An enormous hand, like a palm-leaf fan, stretched out from the sleeve of the robe and casually rested on the white bone beneath, covered with dense black runes.

Focused gaze on the other, over a longer time, brought an oppressive feeling that seemed to peer into the heavens and the earth, a presence not even the long river of Mortal Dust swirling around them could isolate.

“Pfft…”

Among the three,

Tu Wa Zi, with the shallowest foundation and most recent ascent to kingship, suffered the greatest backlash, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

This alerted Gu Chen and Shi Hao.

But at this point, they had to proceed as the arrow was already on the bowstring.

If they hadn’t guessed wrong, the towering figure on the Bone Thrones might well be intricately linked to the source of darkness.

Even, the figure might be the cause of the wars and bloodshed across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

Because even across the endless ages, the overwhelming pressure they felt was indescribably oppressive.

To think that with their strength, not even the arrival of a Supreme Giant’s True Body could induce such an exaggerated sense of dread.

It was at this moment.

With the decisiveness of Big Ma Golden Knife,

the figure sitting on the Bone Thrones, like a petrified giant, suddenly moved.

Though the motion was slow, it carried with it the momentum of collapsing mountains and splitting the earth, causing the entire space to tremble.

Subsequently, the eyes that had been tightly shut–like gateways gazed upon by the Abyss–slowly opened a tiny slit.

In that instant.

An endless surge of black light, like a tide, erupted from the gaps between the eyes, shooting into the sky, containing the power to annihilate heaven and earth.

The Dark Force attacking the Immortal Domain was utterly inferior in comparison; the disparity in concentration and intensity was enough to drive one to despair.

“This is bad, it seems that we have been discovered,”

Shi Hao’s face suddenly changed.

“Quick, retract the Mortal Dust Eye!”

Shi Hao quickly made a decision, sending his Divine Sense to Gu Chen and Tu Wa Zi.

Actually, there was no need for a reminder.

Gu Chen and Rabbit Child had already snapped back to reality and, hearing Shi Hao’s warning, reacted immediately.

But even so,

a trace of black light was brought back.

It was merely a sliver, as fine as a strand of hair,

Yet the moment it appeared,

it suppressed the Dark Force enveloping the figures of the Dark Army, not even one percent as shocking.

The black light hung in the void.

Like an unimaginable Dark Sun,

radiating extreme cold.

Eventually, it evolved into a towering figure.

Seven or eight points similar to the old man on the Bone Thrones.

But its entire body was pitch black, like a shadow lurking in a corner, never touched by daylight.