Chapter 176: Nine Infants

  The woman's eyes were very large and shone with a bright light. There was a wild beauty in her gaze that could make one's heart skip a beat at just a glance.

  Nothing much, just someone touched my stuff, but...

  "Personally, I couldn't take it away." The man in the green shirt smiled slightly and stopped looking at the sky, instead putting down the chess piece in his hand.

  Hanyuanshan Castle, beside the exit of the second floor, Nantian and others looked at the back mountain tortoise Xuan, each with a very solemn expression, and there was also a hint of horror hidden. They heard the voice just now, saw the protective mist of Puyang Department collapse under that voice.

  "Leng Xiong, your question just now, has an answer..." After a long while, Nan Tian took a deep breath and slowly spoke.

  He nodded silently.

  "Director Sima came to Handan City that year, it was for the Handan Bell... He observed the Handan Bell for several days and only rang it three times. Even if outsiders heard it, they would soon forget, and very few people knew he had rung this bell." Xuanlun spoke in a hoarse voice beside him.

  "Three loud cries... I was following Yan Chi, the tribal leader at that time, and I personally witnessed that scene." Ke Jiuxi murmured, speaking in a low voice.

  "The first bell rings, but Lord Sima has merged the twelve tones into one. No matter how you listen to it, it's just one tone, but when you see it with your own eyes, it's different..."

  At that time, the beast of Mount Huan also appeared, but before it could fully condense into shape, it was shattered by the second chime of Lord Sima's bell. The same happened to the ghostly spirit behind the mountain, which was shattered and lost its form without even having a chance to condense, all due to the third chime of the bell.

  As for that third toll of the bell... Lord Sima had a trickle of blood ooze out, but no sealed beast appeared. After this, he stayed under the bell for several days before leaving."

  Her eyes gleamed with an unusual light as she gazed at the stone gate in the distance, a hint of madness in her eyes.

  "Unless you want to risk your life, don't try it. This thing is known as a treasure in all three realms... but it belongs only to Duke Sima." Nan Tian looked at Leng Yin with a calm expression.

  The chill of silence, the fervor in his eyes gradually dissipated.

  Su Ming stood beside the clock on Mount Hua, gazing at it. The scenes that had just unfolded left him deeply shaken and gave him a new perspective on this object!

  "Mount Huan bell, this must be a treasure! This matter is probably unknown even to the wind, but it has been placed here, existing for years without being taken away, which is absolutely abnormal!"

  There is only one explanation, this object has a spirit, unless it receives its recognition, otherwise, no one can take it away... Han Cangzi once said that Sima Xin came to Handan City many years ago, I don't know if he discovered the secret of this bell. Su Ming's eyes flashed, and his mind still echoed with the voice from before.

  "The sound of the two bell chimes merged with the roar of the turtle shell in the sky, forming a single word that seemed to hold immense mystery, swirling around Su Ming's heart, making his eyes brighter and brighter."

  At this moment, another long rainbow came from the mountain peak of Puqiang Department, which was already half collapsed by the fog. Inside the long rainbow was an old man, who looked extremely respectful and had a high level of cultivation. He rushed over and stopped more than ten feet away from Su Ming, not daring to stand in mid-air, but instead landed on the flat ground, bowed deeply with his fists clasped together towards Su Ming.

  "In the name of Gong, I bring you this token. Please do not mind what happened before." The old man said, putting down the token on the ground, taking a few steps back, his expression complex, and turned to leave.

  Su Ming did not look at the tokens on the ground, but instead kept staring at the Huan Mountain Bell, his eyes flashing as he could guess that the number of times it rang was not the source of its recognition.

  Its focus... Su Ming's eyes gleamed with deep thought as he seemed to have understood something, but it was still somewhat vague.

  "I advise you not to try." As Su Ming was pondering, the stone gate leading to the second floor beside him suddenly shone with a flickering light, and four people walked out from within!

  The appearance of these four people immediately caused a stir in the originally quiet crowd once again.

  "Nantian, Xuanyun, Kejiusi, and Lengyin have all appeared, except for Yunzang! The strong ones from the city of Handan have all shown up!"

  "This is still the first time I've seen all four of them together!"

  "He is indeed the Cold Print Lord. I had only heard of him before, but now that I've seen him, it's just as the rumors said. Wherever he is, even scorching hot magma would instantly turn cold."

  Su Ming turned his head and looked at the four people who walked out of the stone gate. The corners of his mouth, hidden under his black robe, revealed a faint smile. The Nan Tian and Xuan Lun among them were people he had seen before.

  The one who said those words before was Nan Tian.

  Looking at the black-robed figure in front of him, who was covering his face, the other person lowered his head. He couldn't see his appearance, but he vaguely felt that this person's silhouette seemed familiar.

  "What did you just say?" Su Ming asked in a hoarse voice, not wanting to be recognized at this moment, which didn't fit his plan to enter the Tian Han Sect.

  Nothing much, just reminding you, sir, the owner of this clock might not be pleased. Southern Sky

  He looked at Su Ming for a long time, furrowed his brow and said slowly.

  Su Ming fell silent for a moment, then his right hand rose and grasped at the air. Immediately, the token of Pu Chuan's department appeared in his hand from thin air. At this moment, he had obtained the tokens of both departments, which qualified him to ascend to the top layer of Mount Hua. Once there, he could attempt to conquer any one of the three peaks of the Hua Mountain Range.

  Nan Tian smiled slightly and stepped aside half a step, making way for a path to pass through the stone gate. Ke Jiuxi and others did the same.

  Su Ming gazed at the stone gate, he knew that once he passed through this gate, he could enter the second level, and then there would be no obstacles, he could rush straight to the top of the mountain. Suddenly, Su Ming's eyes flashed, looking towards the Huan Mountain Bell.

  "With an owner... can't be snatched, right?!" Su Ming muttered, his body swaying, and he suddenly sprang up, his right foot raised, his body spinning fiercely, directly kicking the Hanyu Bell!

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  Su Ming's actions caused Nan Tian's gaze to condense, while Ke Jiuxi and Leng Yin had bright eyes beside him. Only Xuan Lun stared at Su Ming, as if he recognized something.

  "The bell rings again! Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four......"

  "This person must have opened the dust, but it's strange, this time the bell rings, seems to lack the feeling of shaking the heart like just now."

  "Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven... how many times does he want to toll, this counter-shock force is too strong!" The crowd was in an uproar and immediately retreated in large numbers, with Su Ming and the ancient bell as the center, layer upon layer of invisible ripples spreading outwards, causing the earth of Handan Mountain to shake even more, and also making the leaders of the three mountain peaks around look over with rapt attention.

  Su Ming's body paused in mid-air for a moment, just as he was about to fall. He suddenly lifted his head, as if he had finally found a mysterious feeling. His right hand clenched into a fist and punched the ancient bell with a loud crash.

  At the moment his fist fell, a shocking counter-shock suddenly appeared, blasting onto Su Ming's body, causing blood to overflow from the corners of Su Ming's mouth. His body fell to the ground and he retreated seven or eight steps before spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

  Bang!!

  The twenty-eighth sound shook the air, its resonance surpassing all previous ones, even exceeding the fusion of sounds that shattered the misty peaks of Mount Puqian. It formed a single sound that replaced everything in heaven and earth at this moment, stunning the mind and soul, causing everyone who heard it to tremble violently, regardless of their cultivation level, with an intense blankness in their minds!

  The sound appeared, and the turtle that was carrying a mountain on its back let out a loud roar towards the sky. As it roared, its entire body suddenly collapsed, and what collapsed wasn't just its body, but also the mountain it was carrying!

  The crashing sound, the thunderous roar, merged with the tolling of the bell, making it impossible to distinguish whether this one toll was real or if there were multiple sounds that appeared simultaneously and could not be discerned. These sounds blended together at this moment, causing the heavens to change color, and that vague sound that seemed to come from a distant era reappeared!

  "Nine... infant..."

  In the space between heaven and earth, there was only this one sound, echoing, drifting, spreading, making all who heard it look stunned, as if they had lost their minds, as if in that moment, their consciousness was sucked away by the sound.

  Yan Luan is like this, An Dong Man Gong is like this, everyone is like this!

  Su Ming's feelings were the strongest, his mind was buzzing, and at this moment, a huge bell suddenly appeared in his mind, which was the Huan Shan Bell!

  The rumbling sound was replaced by the tolling of the bell, which echoed in Su Ming's mind, making him unaware of how much time had passed. He slowly regained consciousness, and at the moment he woke up, there were still lingering sounds of the bell ringing in his ears. He clearly saw that all the people around him were standing there in a daze, motionless.

  Su Ming's breathing quickened, and he seemed to sense something, suddenly lifting his head to see a ferocious beast's shadow in the sky that only he could clearly see at this moment!

  This is a huge ferocious beast, its appearance is still vague, but it can be seen that this ferocious beast has nine heads, these nine heads are different in shape, like dragons, snakes, and human faces, which are quite eerie. At the same time, what made Su Ming gasp was that among these nine heads, he saw six of them with their eyes closed, and only three heads had their eyes open!

  Among these three skulls with open eyes, one of them was gazing softly at itself, and in its two eyes, Su Ming clearly saw his own reflection.

  The other two skulls, however, were gazing at themselves with a cold and arrogant attitude, and in their eyes, Su Ming saw the shadow of a man wearing a green shirt, handsome and extraordinary!

  At this moment, under the seven-colored mountain peak far away from Handan City, the man in green put down the white piece in his hand.

  "Simida, you lost this game of chess." The girl beside him suddenly burst out laughing, her laughter sounding like the tinkling of a silver bell, very pleasant to hear. She quickly put down the black piece in her hand, and her pretty face was filled with joy and happiness.

  "Lost...?" The man in the green shirt smiled slightly, his smile seemed very gentle, but the chill in his eyes was invisible to the girl, and the muttering in his heart was also inaudible to her.

  "Not necessarily."

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