A gourd immortal is born in the Primordial Chaos, with origins so profound he never boasts.
One day he ascends to the Cloud Summit Hall, treating gods and immortals as mere equals.
Thre...
As the sword net continued to crumble, the person flew backward without hesitation, knowing that the sword net could not stop the Primordial Bell, so he raised his palm and gently shook it.
A series of dazzling spiritual lights shot out from his hand, like arrows hurtling towards the Hongmeng Bell.
Upon closer inspection, these spiritual lights actually enveloped powerful spiritual treasures, many of which were renowned weapons of war.
These magical treasures whistled through the air, creating a series of sharp, piercing sounds, before crashing one after another heavily into the Hongmeng Bell.
In an instant, light shone brightly and energy overflowed. The power of various magical treasures collided and clashed with each other, producing a series of earth-shattering explosions.
Finally, after a fierce battle, as the power of the various magical treasures gradually diminished, the unstoppable momentum of the Hongmeng Bell was finally brought to a halt.
Although the Hongmeng Bell still exuded a heart-palpitating aura, it eventually stopped and stood quietly suspended in mid-air.
"What a hassle!"
Upon seeing this scene, Hu Le couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.
He raised his hand and pointed slightly forward.
In an instant, the Primordial Bell seemed to be endowed with boundless power, and it suddenly trembled, emitting a deep and awe-inspiring hum.
Immediately afterwards, it spun up again at an astonishing speed, carrying a vast and seemingly endless power of the Great Dao, shooting straight towards that person like a meteor burning with raging flames.
This attack was powerful and unstoppable.
After dealing with this person, Hu Le's other hand, holding a purple bamboo staff, swayed slightly.
As he moved, a chaotic divine light, like a surging torrent, burst forth from the bamboo staff, its momentum incredibly swift, rushing straight towards the mysterious wisp of purple spiritual energy.
As the Hongmeng Bell hurtled towards him with the force of a thunderbolt, the man's expression instantly turned serious.
At this point, he had no better way to deal with the situation, so he quickly raised his sleeves and put away all the other magical treasures.
Then, his body began to spin rapidly like a top, leaving blurry afterimages in the air.
Just as the Primordial Bell was about to strike him, he shifted his body and narrowly avoided the fatal blow...
At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, the chaotic divine light surged forth, mercilessly sweeping away everything in its path.
Whether it was the powerful supernatural abilities and spells unleashed by those great beings of creation, or the light released by various strange magical treasures, they all disintegrated and dissipated upon encountering this divine light, just as ice and snow meet raging fire.
These originally powerful attack methods now appear so vulnerable in the face of the Chaos Divine Light.
The powerful beings of creation stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with astonishment. They could only watch helplessly as the chaotic divine light traveled unimpeded to the Purple Qi Spiritual Mechanism and tightly enveloped it in mid-air.
At that moment, a furious shout resounded through the sky: "Hmph! How dare you succeed so easily?!"
It turned out that someone, seeing the critical situation, did not hesitate to throw out the whisk in their hand, which turned into a dazzling light and struck the chaotic divine light wrapped in purple aura like lightning.
boom!
The whisk, carrying immense power, struck the chaotic divine light like a bolt of lightning.
In an instant, the chaotic divine light abruptly stopped flowing, as if it had been subjected to a tremendous impact, and its light flickered erratically.
However, this chaotic divine light was no ordinary thing. It stabilized its shape in just a moment and, with overwhelming force, swung the whisk several feet away.
Just then, a loud shout came from the other side: "Junior brother, forgive me!"
It turned out that it was Daoist Xuan Su who made the move.
His face was solemn, and he quickly raised his hands while muttering incantations.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling bolt of destructive divine lightning shot out from his hand, like a roaring dragon, straight towards the chaotic divine light.
Meanwhile, the powerful beings of creation on the side naturally wouldn't sit idly by and let Hu Le easily take away the purple spiritual energy.
They unleashed their most treasured magical artifacts and supernatural powers, and for a moment, various lights shone brightly, as dazzling and colorful as fireworks.
Some unleashed incredibly powerful Primordial Treasures, while others employed mysterious and unpredictable spells. All their power converged, forming an invincible torrent that crashed down upon the chaotic divine light.
Although the Chaos Divine Light unleashed by Hu Le can be considered one of the supreme divine powers, it gradually became somewhat powerless in the face of the combined attack of so many powerful beings.
The once majestic and invincible Chaos Divine Light began to tremble violently under the siege of the crowd, and its light gradually dimmed.
Finally, with a deafening roar, the Chaos Divine Light could no longer withstand the immense pressure and exploded.
Countless streams of chaotic energy swirled and churned, turning the entire space upside down.
Meanwhile, the wisp of purple spiritual energy seized the opportunity to break free from the divine light's restraints, and like a frightened little bird, it flew away in a panic towards the distance.
At the same time, several magical treasures, like a storm, surged forth from behind Hu Le.
The one who orchestrated this attack was the powerful being whose position Hu Le had just taken, along with some other powerful beings standing to the side.
They worked together to unleash this devastating attack, their aim being to force Hu Le back.
However, Hu Le remained unusually calm and composed in the face of such a fierce and overwhelming offensive.
He didn't even bother to look back, as if he didn't care about these powerful attacks at all; his mind was completely focused on that wisp of purple spiritual energy.
At this moment, the Xuanhuang Pagoda floated steadily above his head, its body emitting dazzling seven-colored light.
As the tower continued to rotate, streams of extremely dense Xuanhuang merit energy poured down like waterfalls, quickly enveloping Hu Le's entire body.
At the same time, behind Hu Le, an ancient and majestic Hongmeng Bell rose up and hung in mid-air.
The Hongmeng Bell spun rapidly, each rotation emitting a deep and resonant hum that echoed through the sky like a great bell.
As the incessant chimes echoed, an unparalleled, supreme suppressive force, enveloped by the Primordial Purple Qi, spread outwards like a surging torrent.
When this terrifying force collided head-on with the incoming magical treasures and divine abilities, a loud "bang" was heard. The originally aggressive and powerful magical treasures and divine abilities instantly seemed to encounter enormous resistance, and their momentum suddenly stalled.