"First, contract the Donghuang Bell." Zhan Yihan said. He had already removed the mark of his soul from the Donghuang Bell.
"Okay." Zhan Yunjing nodded, sat down, closed his eyes and began to contract the Donghuang Bell. The Donghuang Bell is an ancient artifact, and it is not so easy to contract it.
Zhan Yunjing imprinted his soul into the Donghuang Bell. Soon he felt the response from the Donghuang Bell. He took the opportunity to spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it onto the Donghuang Bell.
The Donghuang Bell instantly turned into a golden light and flew into the air. It slowly rotated in the air. With each rotation, the volume of the Donghuang Bell would grow a circle. At the same time, the sound of distant and vicissitudes of life bells rang out, resounding throughout the realm of gods.
When the people in the city of gods heard the bell, they all looked in the direction where the bell came from.
"Why is there a bell? Did you hear it?"
"It seems to be coming from outside the city."
"Let's go and take a look." Several monks walked towards the city gate.
Zhan Yunjing released all the spiritual power in his body and controlled the Donghuang Bell in mid-air. As the Donghuang Bell spun faster and faster, he felt his spiritual power being slowly drained away by the Donghuang Bell. His body began to tremble slightly, his face became paler and paler, and the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.
Su Jinyue and the other three stared at Zhan Yunjing closely. The Donghuang Bell was almost completely contracted. As long as Yunjing could hold on for a while longer, he could completely contract the Donghuang Bell.
A flicker of determination flashed in Zhan Yunjing's eyes, and he spat out another mouthful of blood essence towards the Donghuang Bell. He had to contract the Donghuang Bell and absolutely could not let his parents down.
As Zhan Yunjing's essence and blood sank into the Donghuang Bell, a dazzling golden light burst out from the Donghuang Bell. Then the size of the Donghuang Bell began to shrink, turning into a fist-sized light that fell from the sky, quickly entered Zhan Yunjing's body, and stopped in his dantian.
Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue smiled and nodded. They hadn't expected Yun Jing to be able to contract the Donghuang Bell so quickly. Ancient artifacts were all spiritual, and unless they were willing to recognize a master, it would be difficult for even the most powerful cultivators to contract them. Now that the Donghuang Bell had recognized Yun Jing as its master, they could rest assured.
"You stay here to practice, we will go to Yutian Realm first." Luo Shu said to Lu Lanxi and his group.
"Yeah." Everyone nodded and watched Luo Shu and his group's backs gradually disappearing until they could no longer see them, then they sat down and continued to practice.
"Huh? Why is the bell gone?"
"It was clearly in this direction just now."
"Look, isn't that the leader of the White Tiger Hall? I heard that they were the ones who killed the Taotie." Seeing Su Jinyue and his group coming over, several cultivators who came out of the Divine City immediately recognized them.
"It's them. Let's go and thank them." said one of the monks.
"Okay!" Several cultivators nodded and walked towards Su Jinyue and his group.
Su Jinyue and the others were a little surprised to see several cultivators walking towards them.
Several cultivators came up to Su Jinyue and his group and bowed to them. "We heard that it was you who killed the Taotie and saved the Divine City. We came here to thank you!"
"You're welcome!" Su Jinyue and others shook their heads.
One of the cultivators stepped forward and bowed to Su Jinyue and the others. "I heard that you can leave the Divine City. I would like to ask you to take me out with you, please?"
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