School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 789 - 866: Entering the Great Hall

Chapter 789: Chapter 866: Entering the Great Hall

"All these people are blocking the way; to enter the main hall, we must fight our way through," said the Black Feathered Chicken.

Chen Nan looked at Zhao Han, who nodded. The Golden Divine Bell floated before him, and although it remained still, it resonated as if someone were striking it.

Zhao Han spoke, "These people are joining forces, and their strength is not to be underestimated. We must work together to activate the Divine Bell to have any chance of charging through; otherwise, they will intercept us halfway."

Without a word, Chen Nan and the Black Feathered Chicken immediately began their Qi Movement, channeling their Inner Strength toward Zhao Han.

Zhao Han’s body burst with light, converging the strength of Chen Nan and the Black Feathered Chicken. He felt as if his body was about to explode, his hands moving swiftly, casting spells onto the Divine Bell.

At the same time, the crowd in front also launched their attack.

Those coveting the treasure were all cultivators, for Magic Treasures can only be wielded by cultivators; in the hands of martial artists, they would be no more than scrap iron.

A multitude of Magic Treasures stirred wildly in the air, assaulting Chen Nan and his companions.

Jointly, this was a force capable of killing any powerhouse below the Earth Penetration Realm. Had they not possessed the Treasure of the Divine Bell, Chen Nan and the others would have undoubtedly been doomed.

Not far off, a mysterious woman bathed in Seven-colored Light watched quietly from a distance.

She neither acted nor spoke, as if all of this had nothing to do with her; indeed, it had nothing to do with her at all.

"Kill!"

After Zhao Hanyi unleashed nine spells in succession, he combined all their power into the Golden Divine Bell. In an instant, the Divine Bell doubled in size, enveloping the two men and the chicken within. Then, it transformed into a golden beam, barreling towards the multitudes of Magic Treasures.

"Crack..."

The sound of shattering rang out as the Spiritual Artifacts that were just Magic Treasures crumbled to dust upon contact with the Divine Bell.

Even a Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifact could not withstand the bombardment of the Treasure.

The sounds of destruction continued relentlessly, and in no time, all the Magic Treasures of the crowd had been shattered by the Golden Divine Bell. Following that, a "puff" sound was heard as a cultivator, too close to react, exploded upon collision with the Divine Bell—blood and flesh scattered gruesomely in the air, dying a most pitiful death.

Soon after, a cultivator of the Ninth Layer of the Imperial Path was also killed.

The Golden Divine Bell’s Killing Aura soared. Even though its power had somewhat diminished from the start, it was still terrifying enough to make the remaining cultivators retreat continuously, not daring to confront the Divine Bell head-on.

In the end, everyone dodged to the side, and the Divine Bell carved an arc in the sky, landing at the entrance of the main hall.

Whoosh...

The Divine Bell returned inside Zhao Han, who was pale with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Nan also looked unwell, having suffered considerable depletion of his Inner Strength. As for the Black Feathered Chicken, the creature was all feathers and it was impossible to tell where its face was, but it definitely was not feeling well either.

The rush to get here had almost drained all their Inner Strength.

Fortunately, the cultivators were intimidated by the power of the Divine Bell and had finally stepped aside. If they had continued to resist, at most two more would have been killed before the Divine Bell would have been intercepted.

After all, operating a Treasure with the power of the Master Realm consumes an immense amount of Inner Strength.

Wiping the blood from his mouth, Zhao Han stood at the entrance of the main hall, "A bunch of cowards!"

Chen Nan glanced at the people outside and said, "You just needed to resist for a moment longer, and our lives would have been in your hands. It’s a pity that you are too cowardly and ran away."

"Dammit, if you’ve got the guts, come out here!" Han Yang shouted.

"Ptooey!"

Chen Nan spat rudely, "You idiot, if you’re a man, come in here, I guarantee I won’t beat you to death."

"Just stay at the entrance for the rest of your lives. Let’s see who can outlast whom!" another person added.

"Wait until I come out; then you all better prepare to die!"

Chen Nan spoke in an icy tone before turning around to look inside the great hall.

Unexpectedly, when he stood at the entrance of the great hall, he could not see clearly inside. It was as if a layer of black mist was blocking the entrance, completely obscuring the view.

Gazing at the black mist at the entrance, the two of them and the chicken slowly made their way forward.

The crowd outside was completely stunned. They had thought the group was just seeking refuge at the entrance of the hall—they had not expected them to actually dare to enter!

"Good heavens, do they have a death wish?"

"The last two who went in were sucked dry and thrown out as mummified corpses."

"They’re definitely going to die if they go in, such a pity for that Magic Treasure, I wonder if it will be destroyed."

"Two crazy fools with death wishes!"

While the crowd was abuzz with discussion, the woman bathed in a seven-colored light remained very calm, standing motionless and saying nothing.

At the same time, Chen Nan had already stepped over the threshold of the great hall.

Inside was a familiar scene; the layout was somewhat similar to the previously entered house of death, only much larger in scale.

Furthermore, in the center of the previous house of death was a very large stone coffin, while inside this great hall, there were five stone coffins lined up side by side, each bigger than the one in the house of death.

"Stone coffins again!"

Zhao Han exclaimed in surprise.

However, no sooner had he spoken than a clanging sound rang out. The lids of the five coffins flew open instantaneously and then crashed to the ground.

A thick aura of death spread out, and a surge of black mist rolled out from the five stone coffins.

"There wouldn’t be ancient corpses again, would there?" said Zhao Han.

Chen Nan nodded, saying, "Very likely. Didn’t you hear those people outside? Those who entered before were all drained dry."

Whoosh...

As they spoke, shadows flickered, and five ancient corpses leapt out of the stone coffins.

Chen Nan clenched his fists, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Although the ancient corpse in the house of death had not harmed him and had even been under his control, whether these five ancient corpses in front of him were the same was anyone’s guess. Perhaps the next moment they would rush over and suck his blood dry.

The faces of the five ancient corpses were deathly pale, very similar to the one in the house of death, looking as if they had only died a day or two ago, with no rot or shrivel.

"Drip... Drip..."

The footsteps of the five ancient corpses were very uniform, and they approached, shrouded in a thick Killing Aura.

As the distance closed, Chen Nan tentatively commanded, "Stop!"

The footsteps halted instantly.

The five ancient corpses stood erect, motionless.

Chen Nan was overjoyed inside, never expecting that the ancient corpses in this great hall, like those in the house of death, would obey his words so readily.

Although he was puzzled as to why these ancient corpses obeyed his command, he had no time to ponder these matters now. After all, this was an incredibly fortunate development for him at the moment.

After all, the combat power of these ancient corpses was incredibly formidable.

Looking towards the entrance of the great hall, a cold smile appeared on Chen Nan’s face. He said to the five ancient corpses, "Go and kill all the Cultivators outside!"