The Heavenly Thunder was created by Pangu and further innovated by Hu Le, thus possessing unparalleled divine power.
The divine thunder roars, capable of cleaving through the primordial chaos, destroying the primordial chaos, and annihilating all things in heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.
The old Taoist's body was merely formed from primordial energy; how could it withstand such terrifying divine lightning?
With a deafening thunderclap, black and white lightning from the chaos surged toward the old Taoist priest like a tidal wave, completely engulfing him.
Under the continuous bombardment of divine lightning, the old Taoist's body trembled violently, as if it would shatter at any moment.
Finally, in the next instant, his body completely vaporized and disappeared without a trace.
The next instant, the mysterious scroll seemed to be activated, immediately transforming into a stream of light that shot out of the sea of lightning and was about to continue flying towards the outer sky.
However, at that moment, an ancient and melodious bell suddenly rang out, as if it had traveled through endless years, carrying a powerful pressure that froze the space and time for thousands of miles.
This force was so powerful that even the mysterious scroll was affected and could no longer proceed.
In just a moment, the scroll suddenly shook, quickly breaking free from its restraints and regaining its freedom. Then, it transformed into a streak of light and shot off into the sky once more.
But at the same time, a colossal hand descended from the sky, carrying boundless power and might, and reached out to grab the mysterious scroll.
This enormous hand stretched across the universe, its palm shimmering with countless runes, radiating a chilling aura.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, the mysterious scroll did not sit idly by.
Suddenly, it shook, unfolding and releasing countless Daoist proverbs. These proverbs shimmered with strange light, each containing profound Daoist principles and the power of laws.
Some of the sword light, like peerless swords, lashed out at the sky-covering hand; others transformed into clusters of true fire, burning fiercely and distorting the void.
"It's all a futile struggle!"
Hu Le let out a cold, sharp shout, and purple energy immediately enveloped his large hand, with primordial divine light flowing between his five fingers. With a sudden clench, the sword light shattered instantly.
Clusters of real fire also shattered and vanished.
In the next instant, the enormous hand that blotted out the sky destroyed all the scroll's resistance and held it firmly in its palm.
With a thought, Hu Le sent the giant hand of primordial energy flying back. He met the giant hand with a grab in the air, and the scroll suddenly appeared in his palm. Meanwhile, the giant hand of primordial energy automatically disintegrated, turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating.
Hu Le looked at the scroll in his hand, which was shimmering with golden light, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He gently stroked the scroll, feeling the powerful energy contained within it.
Suddenly, the scroll that had been lying quietly in his palm jerked violently and tried to break free from his grasp.
Hu Le was taken aback at first, then chuckled: "Hmph! Now that things have come to this, do you still intend to resist?"
As he spoke, he gripped the scroll tightly with his five fingers, making it difficult for it to fly away.
The scroll seemed unwilling to be bound and began to struggle frantically, but no matter what it did, it could not break free from Hu Le's control.
After a fierce struggle, the scroll finally gave up and stopped moving.
After a while, the old Taoist's somewhat hazy and illusory face reappeared on the scroll.
He smiled obsequiously and said, "Brother Daoist! Please don't harm me! I'm willing to convert to Daoism..."
Seeing that he could not escape, the old Taoist had no choice but to beg Hu Le for mercy.
After all, he knew that if he continued to fight against Hu Le, he would probably end up in utter ruin...
Hearing this, Hu Le couldn't help but find it amusing. "You wretched creature, now you know to beg for mercy? Isn't it a little too late?"
After saying that, he continued, "However, you don't need to worry. It is not easy for you to develop intelligence. I came here this time only to obtain this item, so that you will not be reduced to ashes."
The old Taoist priest's expression softened slightly after hearing this, but he quickly became dejected again.
The next moment, Hu Le gave the old Taoist no chance to react, pointed at the scroll with his left hand, and the scroll immediately began to tremble.
The old Taoist's face vanished instantly like a burst bubble, and that trace of spirituality disappeared once more into the scroll.
Hu Le retrieved the Hongmeng Bell with his left hand, then stuffed the scroll into the bell. With the Hongmeng Bell suppressing it, there was no need to worry about the scroll escaping.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Le reduced the size of the Hongmeng Bell to the size of a fist, and gently tapped the Hongmeng Bell with his bamboo staff. Two primordial purple energies immediately rose from the top of the bell, intertwined to form a ring, and quickly attached themselves to the bamboo staff.
Hu Le chuckled softly, flicked his right hand, and the purple bamboo staff lifted the Hongmeng Bell. With a thought, the Xuanhuang Pagoda above his head immediately disappeared and disappeared into his body.
After doing all this, he held his bamboo staff and flew towards the end of the void without hesitation.
Before long, he flew to the black hole he had come from, and without stopping, stepped into the black hole, his figure disappearing instantly.
The next moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the purple vortex.
In an instant, a powerful twisting force surged in from all directions, sweeping over us like a raging storm.
However, just as this twisting force was about to touch Hu Le's body, a faint purple aura suddenly emerged from his body, forming a solid shield.
This layer of purple aura acted like an impenetrable wall, blocking all the twisting forces and keeping Hu Le safe and sound.
Hu Le's body began to float slowly upwards, as if drawn by some mysterious force, gradually approaching the top of the vortex.
Before long, he was almost at the exit of the vortex, but along with that, the suction and twisting forces below became increasingly powerful.
clang!
Just then, the Hongmeng Bell at the top of the bamboo staff suddenly shook slightly, emitting a clear and melodious chime.
The soft chirping sound, like heavenly music, instantly broke the surrounding silence.
Immediately afterwards, the various twisted and gathering forces that had been surrounding Hu Le scattered in all directions like startled birds.
Hu Le seized the opportunity and took a step forward without hesitation.
His figure shifted slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the vortex, successfully escaping the entanglement of various forces.
Hu Le left the vortex and continued walking towards the depths of the Primordial Purple Qi.
He continued on his way, soon passing through a primordial chaos, then determined his location and flew towards the direction of his own Daoist temple...
On this day, he finally returned to Fuli Palace and sat down on Biyou Bed in the hall.
He tapped the Hongmeng Bell with his bamboo cane in front of him, and the scroll immediately floated down from inside the bell...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com