Hu Le sat cross-legged on the enormous purple lotus, his body as still as a sculpture, with a faint purple light flowing around him, as if he had merged with the purple lotus.
He slowly raised his head, a faint disdain in his eyes, as if looking down at ants, and glanced around at the seven Primordial Saints.
"Fellow Daoist, please hand over that primordial embryo. This item should not belong to you!"
A slender, aloof Primordial Saint broke the silence by speaking first. His voice was as cold as frost, as if it could freeze people's hearts.
His eyes flashed with a sharp light as he stared intently at Hu Le, as if trying to see right through him.
Hu Le shifted slightly, gently lifting his eyelids, a barely perceptible indifference flashing in his empty, lifeless eyes.
He merely glanced at the man casually, but the oppressive aura contained in his gaze caused the Primordial Saint to tremble slightly.
But he suppressed his unease and continued, "Fellow Daoist, do not be so stubborn. Hand over your primordial embryo, and your life will be safe."
However, Hu Le seemed not to take his words to heart at all. With a thought, the Hongmeng Bell in his palm suddenly rang out again.
"Clang clang clang..."
The series of bell tolls rang out in the void like thunder, the sound deafening, as if it could penetrate heaven and earth.
The sound of the bell spread rapidly and invisibly, rushing towards the surrounding saints in a circular trajectory.
The bell sound emitted by this supreme treasure of the Primordial Chaos contained boundless majesty and power. Even if several Primordial Saints possessed infinite supernatural abilities, they would still be unable to completely withstand it when facing it head-on.
The sound of the bell collided violently with the protective aura emanating from the saints, producing a series of earth-shattering roars.
Their protective aura, like fragile glass, cracked instantly under the impact of the bell's sound, and then shattered with a crash.
The saints' expressions changed drastically as they felt unprecedented pressure. Their bodies were involuntarily thrown backward, blood gushing from their mouths, their expressions filled with astonishment.
Hu Le watched the scene unfold before him quietly, then shook his head dismissively.
The Primordial Bell in his hand was one of the most precious treasures in the world. With its power, it was enough to make these so-called Primordial Saints suffer greatly.
"You think you can fight me just because you have a large number of people? Well then, today I'll show you the true power of the Primordial Bell!"
The next instant, Hu Le took a deep breath, a faint killing intent flashing in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hands, and the ancient and heavy Hongmeng Bell flew out of his hands like an arrow.
The bell was surrounded by a faint purple light, as if it carried endless powerful energy. After drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, it immediately transformed into a dazzling purple light and flew out like a bolt of lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the Primordial Bell seemed to come alive, darting through the air at incredible speed and catching up with the first sage.
With a loud bang, like a bolt from the blue, the precious bell slammed down on the man.
"Well!"
The saint let out a deep groan, as if struck by a giant hammer, feeling as if his body had been subjected to an unprecedentedly violent impact, as if countless electric currents were coursing through his body.
Even his supposedly indestructible Primordial Body seemed somewhat overwhelmed at this moment. He felt numb all over, as if all his strength had been drained, and he involuntarily fell straight down from the sky, drifting down like a fallen leaf.
However, the Primordial Bell showed no signs of slowing down and continued to chase after the next saint at an astonishing speed.
With another loud bang, the saint was also unable to escape this terrible blow and was hit squarely by the Primordial Bell.
The man staggered, his footing unsteady, as if he were drunk, and then he fell headfirst to the ground, disappearing from everyone's sight as quickly as a meteorite hitting the ground.
The surrounding chaos seemed to tremble from the two violent collisions, and a dense pressure and mysterious aura filled the air, making the immortals and gods watching from afar feel a chill run down their spines.
They were well aware of the terrifying power possessed by the Primordial Saint, and that their own existence was as insignificant and fragile as an ant in front of him.
However, these saints, who are usually so majestic and aloof, suddenly appeared so weak and powerless after encountering Hu Le. This scene really surprised them, and they were amazed.
A strong sense of awe welled up in their hearts—it really is true that "there is always someone better"!
At that very moment, the Primordial Bell, symbolizing supreme majesty, struck down one of the saints like a thunderbolt.
With a thought from Hu Le, the bell, like a dazzling shooting star in the chaos, traced an incredibly perfect arc before swiftly chasing after the next Primordial Saint without hesitation.
After a brief moment of disorientation caused by the sound of the bell, the saint slowly regained his senses.
When he witnessed the Primordial Bell, enveloped in a dense purple aura, crashing down with an unstoppable, overwhelming force, an indescribable fear and pressure suddenly arose in his heart.
He subconsciously reached out and grabbed at the endless void. In an instant, a gleaming banner suddenly appeared in his palm.
This precious flag is a primordial treasure born from this universe. Once fully unfolded, it can conjure up millions of magnificent lotus flowers that surround the body, forming an indestructible defensive shield. It is undoubtedly a superior protective treasure.
At that moment, the precious banner was quickly unfurled, its seven-colored rays shimmering and flowing like lively ribbons. One after another, blue lotuses the size of bowls floated out as lightly as fairies, as if to adorn the entire chaos with a dreamlike and illusory beauty.
With a deafening roar that seemed to shake the heavens and earth, the ancient and majestic Primordial Bell, like a raging beast, crashed violently into the pure white lotuses with the force of thunder.
Ding ding ding...
The bell seemed to be infused with boundless power, shaking violently and emitting a series of crisp, rapid chimes, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves. Each chime seemed to pierce the soul, stirring a strange sense of awe within the listener.
Those seemingly indestructible blue lotuses, under the violent impact of the Primordial Bell, naturally could not withstand this terrifying power.
With a series of popping sounds as bubbles burst, the lotus flowers shattered like fragile glass, turning into wisps of blue smoke and mist...
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