The bell tolled throughout the primordial chaos, its sound seemingly traversing endless time and space, elusive and unfathomable.
It seemed to happen in an instant, yet it also felt like billions of years had passed.
At the very moment the Hongmeng Bell rang, the bell's sound struck the sword light formed by the Hunyuan Sword with tremendous force.
In an instant, the sword light shattered, and the Taoist Guizang appeared in a disheveled state.
Hu Le flashed and instantly appeared above the head of the Taoist Guicang.
"Fellow Daoist! Today is your death day!" As soon as Hu Le finished speaking, he threw down the Hongmeng Bell without hesitation.
The Hongmeng Bell, enveloped in a dazzling light, crashed down on Daoist Guicang.
At this moment, Guicang Daoist only had a primordial spirit body left, which was far less robust than his original physical body.
As the Hongmeng Bell fell rapidly, the head of the Guizang Daoist was smashed open on the spot.
In an instant, his entire being also shattered, turning into boundless primordial energy that scattered in all directions, leaving only an undying spiritual light suspended in mid-air.
Hu Le raised his hand and pointed, and the Hongmeng Bell immediately enveloped him, instantly drawing the spiritual light into the bell.
Hu Le stretched out his hand and gently beckoned. The Hongmeng Bell, enveloped in spiritual light, landed lightly in his palm like a bird.
The faint light flickered like the last rays of life; it was the last vestige of the Guicang Daoist's primordial spirit, containing his soul.
Hu Le's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he said softly, "When the bell tolls, the primordial spirit shatters."
As he finished speaking, he gently shook the Hongmeng Bell.
In an instant, the spiritual light shattered like a broken mirror, instantly breaking into countless fragments that scattered in the air.
"The bell tolls twice, and the soul departs!"
Hu Le's voice rang out again, seemingly carrying endless majesty.
Immediately afterwards, the Hongmeng Bell emitted a clear and melodious sound.
This time, even the soul of Gui Cang Dao Ren could not escape the judgment of fate and completely dissipated into this world.
"The bell tolls three times, and the Dao fruit perishes." The Hongmeng Bell tolls once more.
As the bell rang in Hu Le's palm, it also resounded deep within the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, mysteriously locking onto the Primordial Dao Fruit hidden by the Daoist Gui Cang in some void depth.
With a snap.
The Primordial Dao Fruit shattered.
"The bells toll four times, and all things perish!"
As Hu Le finished speaking, the Hongmeng Bell rang again, and the last wisp of consciousness left by the Gui Cang Daoist within the Hongmeng Bell dissipated.
From that moment on, Guicang Daoren vanished completely with the lingering sound of the bell.
The poor Daoist Guizang cultivated for countless eons, finally achieving the Transcendent Realm and becoming one of the Great Powers of the Primordial Chaos, above countless living beings.
Now, due to a moment of greed, all his life's cultivation has been reduced to nothing but empty promises...
Hu Le slowly lowered his hand, and the Hongmeng Bell gradually disappeared from his grasp.
He stood quietly, his face expressionless, as if everything he had just done was a trivial matter to him.
Then, Hu Le turned his gaze to something not far away.
Although the Daoist Guizang perished, the Primordial Chaos Sword, a supreme innate treasure, remained in his possession.
At this moment, the Hunyuan Sword seemed to sense the passing of its master, letting out a mournful cry before circling once above the spot where Guicang Daoist had fallen.
The next moment, it was about to turn into light and leave to find a new master, but Hu Le raised his hand and pointed, and a primordial divine light shot out from his fingertip, instantly enveloping the Hunyuan Sword.
Unwilling to be bound, the Hunyuan Sword trembled violently as if a snake had been pinched at its vital point, spitting out sharp sword lights that slashed towards the Primordial Divine Light.
However, before these sword lights could fully unfold, they were all neutralized by that primordial divine light.
"Heh... You're nothing but a lifeless thing! You actually dare to defy me!"
Seeing this, Hu Le chuckled, and the Hongmeng Bell flew out and landed directly on the Hunyuan Sword.
The Hunyuan Sword was pressed down by the Hongmeng Bell and could no longer move.
Hu Le stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the hilt of the Hunyuan Sword tightly, and pulled hard, dragging it out from under the Hongmeng Bell.
The Primordial Bell, which was originally suppressed on the sword, slowly rose and hovered in the air.
Without the suppression of the Primordial Bell, the Hunyuan Sword began to tremble violently, seemingly trying to break free from Hu Le's control.
However, Hu Le smiled slightly, raised his left hand, and gently touched the blade with his middle and index fingers together.
"Buzz..."
A mournful cry was heard from the Hunyuan Sword, and the flickering cold light on the sword was instantly extinguished. Its spiritual power was also severely damaged, and it became listless.
At this point, the Hunyuan Sword fell completely silent.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Le gently wiped the sword with two fingers, completely erasing the primordial spirit imprint of the Daoist Guizang.
With this action completed, the Hunyuan Sword completely lost its master and became an ownerless treasure.
Hu Le then put away the Xuanhuang Pagoda and the Hongmeng Bell, picked up the Hunyuan Sword, and flew towards Hongmeng City.
He was in a good mood throughout the journey and soon arrived at his destination.
Above Hongmeng City, Guan Kong was anxiously awaiting news from Hu Le.
When she saw Hu Le's figure, she immediately smiled, her face blooming like a hundred flowers, and she immediately urged the auspicious clouds to go and greet him from afar.
"Greetings, Master!" Guan Kong approached and bowed respectfully.
Hu Le smiled and nodded, indicating that Guan Kong could dispense with the formalities.
Guan Kong carefully examined Hu Le and found him to be unharmed, which immediately put him at ease.
Then, her gaze was drawn to the Hunyuan Sword in Hu Le's hand.
"May I ask, teacher, how is that Taoist priest?" Guan Kong asked cautiously.
Hu Le replied casually, "I have already killed this scoundrel, so you have nothing to worry about now."
Upon hearing this answer, Guan Kong's face lit up with a hint of joy.
She immediately smiled broadly and thanked Hu Le, saying that she could finally rest assured.
Hu Le smiled and waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to thank him.
Then, he casually handed the Hunyuan Sword to Guan Kong and said with a smile, "This treasure is not bad, so you can take it to protect yourself."
Guan Kong was taken aback upon hearing this, but quickly realized what he meant.
She did not refuse and accepted the Hunyuan Sword with a smile.
"My teacher still loves me the most."
Holding the Hunyuan Sword, she smiled and bowed to Hu Le.
Hu Le nodded slightly, glanced at Guan Kong, and saw that his wound had stopped bleeding, but his aura was still faintly weakening.
So he instructed, "Stay in the city for now, and return to the Mingyang Universe once you have recovered from your injuries."
"Thank you for your mercy, Master. Your disciple will obey."
Guan Kong nodded in agreement after hearing this.
Next, the master and disciple rode on auspicious seven-colored clouds and flew side by side toward Hongmeng City.
A short while later, they arrived in the city. Guan Kong took the Hunyuan Sword back to his own dojo, intending to heal his injuries while refining the Hunyuan Sword.
Hu Le returned to the Taoist temple and went straight to his cave in the back mountain to continue comprehending the Primordial Dao Fruit...
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