At this moment, the once surging and turbulent river has strangely come to a standstill, as if time has frozen.
The river stopped flowing, and the shimmering surface became as still as a mirror, reflecting the precious umbrella and the mysterious pagoda in the sky.
Then, Master Yingxu, holding a whisk, suddenly swung it forcefully.
With that wave of his hand, a powerful force suddenly erupted, enveloping his entire body and transforming him into a streak of light, shooting straight towards Hu Le's location.
Seeing this, the other powerful beings of creation dared not be negligent in the slightest and all used their supernatural powers and spells to closely follow behind.
At the same time, Hu Le, who was walking above the long river, suddenly stopped. Clearly, he had keenly sensed the pursuit of Yingxu Daoist and the others.
He shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness on his face.
Then, he turned to look at the Taoist priest holding a precious umbrella, standing in the distance, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
However, Hu Le withdrew his gaze in just a moment, seemingly not wanting to linger there any longer.
Hu Le picked up the Hongmeng Bell and shook it slightly.
In an instant, a clear and melodious bell rang out, its sound resounding through the past and future, the beginning and the end, piercing through the primordial chaos.
With this loud bang, the surrounding space and time were instantly shattered, forming shockwaves that could be seen with the naked eye and spread in all directions.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Hu Le flashed and leaped like a ghost, quickly breaking free from the constraints of the River of Time.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished into the depths of the vast void, disappearing without a trace.
Seeing Hu Le suddenly leave, the Taoist priest holding the treasure umbrella shook his head slightly, then slowly began to turn the lonely umbrella in his palm.
In an instant, an incomparably powerful force surged out from the umbrella. This force contained endless power of time, as if it could traverse the past and present and reverse the universe.
Then, the power of time rippled outwards, quickly enveloping the Taoist's figure.
With a slight sway, his entire body instantly seemed to merge into the void, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, completely hidden in the long river of time.
At the same time, seeing this, the Daoist Yingxu and his companions in the distance also unhesitatingly used their respective techniques to leave the River of Time and disappear into the void.
When Hu Le reappeared, he had already returned to the outside of that majestic and magnificent immortal city.
However, in the next instant, countless dazzling lights swept towards him like a tidal wave.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that these rays of light were all transformed from various incredibly powerful supernatural abilities and magical treasures.
Hu Le looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of light, finally landing on the group of immortals and gods standing above the immortal city.
Faced with so many powerful attacks, he showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a sneer of disdain curled at the corners of his mouth: "Hmph! A mere firefly's light dares to dream of competing with the sun and moon? How utterly presumptuous!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm, and the Primordial Bell in his hand, which was powerful enough to shake the primordial chaos, immediately emitted a series of deep and melodious chimes.
As the bells rang out, the surrounding space seemed to tremble.
The magical powers and spells that had been fiercely attacking Hu Le were instantly shattered upon contact with the bell, as if they had encountered their nemesis.
The magical treasures that came hurtling towards them were frozen in mid-air, unable to move.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Le shook the Hongmeng Bell in his hand again. Several crisp "clangs" rang out, and the spirit treasures that had been frozen in place were suddenly thrown backward as if subjected to a huge elastic force.
The immortals and gods hurriedly raised their hands, chanting incantations and using various magical spells to retrieve the magical treasures that shone with strange light.
Hu Le, on the other hand, remained indifferent, showing no interest in arguing with these beings who were like ants.
In the blink of an eye, Hu Le's figure flickered, and like a wisp of smoke, he flew towards the void rift between the two realms.
However, before he had flown very far, the once calm and still void ahead suddenly began to ripple, like the surface of a lake disturbed by a stone thrown in.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling white light suddenly burst forth, so bright that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes.
As the light faded, a figure dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a solitary umbrella slowly emerged.
This person was none other than the mysterious Taoist priest.
He chuckled softly and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist! Where are you headed in such a hurry?!"
As he finished speaking, the void around him rippled incessantly, revealing vortexes of celestial light, accompanied by a series of swishing sounds, like a sudden storm.
In the blink of an eye, dazzling beams of immortal light burst forth in the void, and from them emerged powerful beings of immense power.
Seeing this, Hu Le couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This final calamity has come so fiercely..."
However, things had already come to this point, and the current situation left him no room for retreat.
So, Hu Le took a deep breath, composed himself, and slowly swept his deep eyes across everyone's faces.
At this moment, Daoist Yingxu and the other powerful figures all wore expressions that were neither a smile nor a frown, quietly staring at Hu Le, as if they had already secured victory.
"Therefore, we have no choice but to fight with all our might! Let's see who will ultimately prevail!"
Hu Le's eyes narrowed, and he made up his mind.
After taking a deep breath, he raised his arm without hesitation and threw the Hongmeng Bell in his hand with all his might.
The Primordial Bell sped through the air, rapidly growing larger with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a colossal behemoth as large as a mountain.
As it continued to expand, an unparalleled pressure suddenly emanated, instantly enveloping all the powerful beings present.
Such an astonishing display seemed to shake the entire void, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
Just then, a soft laugh came from the umbrella-wielding Taoist priest: "Haha..."
Immediately afterwards, he flashed forward, took a light step, and threw the lonely umbrella in his hand into the air.
In an instant, countless dazzling white rays of light burst forth from the Silent Umbrella, like agile white dragons, sweeping towards the Primordial Bell with bared fangs and claws.
When these white lights collided with the Hongmeng Bell, a loud "boom" was heard, and the Hongmeng Bell suddenly stopped as if it had encountered great resistance.
However, the Hongmeng Bell is, after all, a supreme treasure with immense power and extraordinary spirituality. How could it be so easily subdued?
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