bookbashuk Chapter 10: The Ownership of the Chaos Bell, and the Confused Dark Dragon
Chapter 10: The Ownership of the Chaos Bell, and the Confused Dark Dragon
Kunlun, Yuxu Palace.
Guang Chengzi looked at the vanished Buzhou Heavenly Pillar and suddenly his expression tightened.
It felt as if something precious had been lost.
But I can't quite put my finger on it.
At this moment, Tongtian couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up directly:
"Eldest brother, second brother, let's attack together and grab it first!"
hum!
The four swords of Zhuxian exuded a terrifying killing intent, just as Tongtian was about to make his move.
The Chaos Bell in the ruins of the Heavenly Court suddenly shone brightly.
In an instant, it shattered the void and vanished without a trace within the gaps enveloped by the power of the saints!
The saints' expressions changed drastically upon seeing this scene.
They all took action, trying to stop the Chaos Bell from escaping into the Chaos.
"No! My clock!" Zhunti burst into tears.
"Zhunti Zhong, how can I live without you?"
As he spoke, the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand emitted beams of Brahma light.
They wanted to retrieve the Chaos Bell from that void rift.
The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa were speechless upon seeing this scene.
Yuanshi couldn't help but say, "Zhunti, you are utterly unworthy of being called a sage!"
After all, walk away.
"Oh well, never mind."
Tongtian shook his head, sheathed the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and returned to Biyou Palace in one step.
Lao Tzu glanced at the primordial chaos where the heavens and earth were collapsing, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
But he did nothing and rode the ox home.
"Alright, alright," Jieyin said, trying to persuade Zhunti, "Junior brother, the Chaos Bell has disappeared."
"However, the other sages did not receive it, so in that sense, our loss is not great."
"Senior brother," Zhunti said earnestly, "this trip was a loss; we didn't make any money."
As he spoke, Zhunti turned his gaze toward the place where the sky was tilting!
"Alright, that's enough fighting. It's time to mend the sky."
Upon seeing this, Chen Fusheng commented in the group chat, "But a saint is a saint after all."
"It seems that Zhunti has discovered that mending the sky would be beneficial."
"I wonder if Jieyin and Zhunti will participate in Nuwa's patching up of the sky and gain merit later."
Now, Houtu's situation seems a little different.
Chen Fusheng was no longer entirely certain about the legends passed down through generations.
Fang Qi: "The Chaos Bell has vanished, hasn't it?"
Group owner Chen Fusheng: "Yes."
"Ding! Host, you've persisted in discussing current events; the Deep Blue Chat Group has awarded you a Chaos Bell!"
Upon suddenly hearing this notification sound and looking at the ancient bell that was quietly floating in his mind, Chen Fusheng was completely stunned.
Huang Tao: "Group owner, why don't you get involved in patching up the sky and accumulate some merit?"
Fang Qi: "We need to be careful. The merit of mending the heavens belongs to Nuwa. How dare the group leader, a mere lowly dragon, steal the merit of a saint?"
"To settle the matter of reversing cause and effect, be careful not to get slapped to death by Nuwa."
Luo Ji: "This is indeed a problem."
Seeing these words in the group chat, Chen Fusheng finally came to his senses and calmed down.
After all, they've already traversed the prehistoric world and even have a chat group, so rewarding them with a Chaos Bell is only fair.
The Chaos Bell can be studied later if there's a chance; it's already in my hands anyway.
After thinking for a while, he said in the group: "Actually, there is a way to deal with this cause and effect karma."
"That is to take advantage of the power of the Earth Goddess to mess with the tortoise legs that support the sky."
"In this way, Nuwa can mend the sky, and I can also gain some merit."
Luo Ji: "Is that even human language?"
"Is this a little bit?"
"Is this some kind of merit-printing money machine?"
"Moreover, it can also reincarnate that old tortoise's spirit and use it for our own purposes!"
Upon hearing Luo Ji's words, Chen Fusheng's lips curled into a slight smile.
Because what Luo Ji said was exactly what he wanted to do.
If the reincarnation of the North Sea Black Tortoise could be used for one's own purposes, that would truly be a powerful trump card.
Moreover, the longer it holds the sky, the more merits the North Sea Black Tortoise will receive from heaven and earth.
Supporting the heavens is not merely a matter of divine virtue.
The primordial land, also known as the underground tunnels, is acknowledged.
Moreover, this is a great merit, and all living beings in the primordial world owe the Xuan Turtle a debt of karma.
In the original context, it was precisely because this favor was so great that it was considered a significant event.
The primordial Heavenly Dao could not tolerate it, so with the help of Nuwa, it directly slew the Xuan Turtle.
When the favor is small, others will repay it.
This will make you appear grateful and help you establish a persona.
But when the debt of gratitude is too great to ever be repaid.
The people you've helped only wish you dead!
He might even kill you with his own hands!
Just like Jieyin and Zhunti, they chose to secretly conceal the secrets of heaven, deceive Zhen Yuanzi, and help Kunpeng and the others kill Hongyun.
"Old tortoise?" In the Netherworld Pangu Palace, the underground passage was newly established.
Houtu was burdened with a lot of karma and didn't have time to develop and improve the Netherworld. Instead, she was attracted by what was being said in the group chat.
"What kind of old turtle has such powerful legs that it can support the sky?"
Houtu channeled the power of the earth and glanced at the primordial land.
At this moment, the sky tilted to the northwest, the earth sank to the southeast, and countless creatures in the primordial world wailed in agony.
Especially the weak human race.
Having just endured the great calamity of the demon race's massacre and the confrontation between sages, the primordial world is now facing another catastrophe.
Countless people are dying.
The race has reached a point of life and death.
The three human ancestors, who were already severely injured, managed to save a portion of the surviving humans, but their own injuries were too severe for them to do anything more.
Countless humans could only pray once more, begging for the Holy Mother's mercy.
"Ah, humanity is still just a child."
Chen Fusheng shook his head as he saw the calls from people all over the prehistoric world.
Of all the human races in the various regions, only those in the Wuzhuang Temple area are the most fortunate.
Thanks to the protection of the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, they not only escaped the previous pursuit by the demon race, but now that the sky has fallen, Zhen Yuanzi is there to hold it up.
"Alas, my brothers are all dead. This wretched and cowardly prehistoric world, even if it is destroyed, it has nothing to do with me."
"As for merit, let's forget about it."
Houtu watched as chaotic energy began to pour down from the sky, glanced at the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar lying in the Pangu Palace, and remained unmoved.
Hidden within her, Houtu even hoped that the primordial world would perish.
If the primordial world is gone, the Way of Heaven will surely perish.
In this way, she is not without the power to fight against the Six Sages of Heaven, or even Hongjun!
At this moment, the six sages of the Heavenly Dao were all pondering how to prevent this crisis from evolving into a world-ending crisis.
If this crisis is prevented, great merit will surely be bestowed upon you.
As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he naturally understands this.
The two Western saints even thought that they would surely gain benefits by plugging the hole in the sky.
High above the nine heavens, in the Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun spoke, saying, "The task of mending the sky and saving humanity should be accomplished by Nuwa."
"Yes! We will obey the Master's decree." Although the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Saints were unwilling, they ultimately agreed respectfully.
Nuwa was overjoyed, and at the same time, she knew that this was the compensation from Dao Ancestor Hongjun for limiting her strength during the previous calamity of the human race.
In the netherworld.
Houtu saw that Nuwa had left the Nuwa Palace and seemed to have begun to study how to mend the sky.
Adding to the fact that Huilong in the group wanted to accumulate merit from Nuwa mending the sky, it became clear that the primordial world would not perish because of this.
Since we can't stop it, let's get involved and do some good deeds!
The next moment, Houtu looked at the River of Oblivion, a slight smile playing on her lips, and transmitted her voice to the figure of the dark dragon:
"Fengdu, come here for a second!"