Chapter 392: The Chaos Bell Appears

Su Chen watched the Nine Heavens Weak Water turn into a silver waterfall ten million zhang long, carrying a deathly silence that could erode everything, smashing violently toward the Primordial land.

Above the broken mountain body, the Pangu opening-the-heavens pressure and the space-time power of the Chaos Bell's self-destruction crazily slaughtered each other, forming a grey whirlpool connecting heaven and earth.

The space-time storm had completely taken shape.

"Go!"

Su Chen did not hesitate in the slightest, grabbed Sun Wukong's arm, and his figure soared into the sky.

The supreme innate spiritual treasure Nine Demon Tower expanded in the wind, dripping down heavy black demon energy, protecting the two firmly in the center.

The two borrowed the Nine Demon Tower to withstand the Weak Water pouring from the sky, plunging headfirst into that violent grey whirlpool.

The moment they entered the whirlpool, the roaring sound of the outside world disappeared completely.

Replacing it was the sound of space tearing that made one's scalp tingle.

This was the singularity where space-time collapsed.

Violent spatial turbulence squeezed in from all directions.

The demon energy barrier on the outer perimeter of the Nine Demon Tower twisted violently, supporting them for only three breaths before beginning to disintegrate on a large scale.

The faces of the ancient demon gods carved on the tower body let out painful roars in unison, and the tower body vibrated crazily.

"Little brother, this ghostly place is exactly the same as when we came!" Sun Wukong shouted.

Su Chen knew he could not support the Nine Demon Tower's defense for too long, so he moved his mind, and the Nine Demon Tower took the two inside.

Entering the Nine Demon Tower, Su Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, manipulating the Nine Demons to rush out of the space-time storm.

But the tearing force of the space-time storm was still doubling.

A series of terrifying space-time turbulences swept past, shaking the Nine Demon Tower until it swayed and could barely move an inch.

Su Chen's eyes froze.

The *Chaos Nine Turns* technique within his body operated with a crash.

The Seventh Turn chaotic blood energy erupted completely.

The spine dragon let out a high-pitched dragon roar, turning into the power hub, pumping crazily.

The inner worlds of the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints resonated in unison, and the grey-white chaotic origin followed the Five Elements law channels, instantly washing over his entire body.

A layer of grey-white luster appeared on Su Chen's body surface, and his physical strength climbed to an extremely terrifying realm.

He raised both hands, pressing directly onto the inner wall of the Nine Demon Tower.

Providing energy support for the Nine Demon Tower with chaotic blood energy, he forcibly advanced against the continuous spatial turbulence.

At the same time, in Su Chen's dantian, the Hunyuan Jin Dan spun crazily.

The newly born Hunyuan magic power surged out, continuously injecting into the Nine Demon Tower.

Sun Wukong also channeled his magic power at the peak of the Great Luo Jinxian Realm to maintain the consumption of the Nine Demon Tower.

Su Chen guided the Nine Demon Tower, continuously rushing outward in the chaotic space-time turbulence.

He did not know how long it had been, but Su Chen sensed that the time-space outside the Nine Demon Tower was continuously weakening.

He was overjoyed, knowing they were about to rush out, and manipulated the Nine Demon Tower to advance rapidly.

The Nine Demon Tower turned into a stream of light, rushing out violently.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound; the Nine Demon Tower seemed to have hit something.

Su Chen and Sun Wukong fell from the Nine Demon Tower at the same time.

The Nine Demon Tower's light dimmed, shrinking rapidly, and flew back into Su Chen's brow.

There was no weightlessness of falling to the ground; the two floated in mid-air.

Su Chen immediately stabilized his figure, scanning his surroundings vigilantly.

Sun Wukong held the Ruyi Jingu Bang, backing against Su Chen, his gaze like electricity.

It was extremely quiet here; there was no wind, no sound, and he could not even feel the passage of time.

This was an absolutely static void space.

There was no spiritual energy of the Primordial heaven and earth, nor starlight power, only boundless darkness.

But one hundred zhang ahead of the two, there was a light source.

It was a bell.

The giant bell floated quietly in the void, its entire body radiating a soft yet heavy Profound Yellow light.

Outside the bell body, the sun, moon, and stars circled it, and the earth, water, fire, and wind circulated on the bell wall without end.

Phantoms of mountains, rivers, and the Primordial ten thousand races were faintly visible on the bell body.

A supreme pressure that suppressed the Primordial Chaos world and reversed the heavens and time radiated naturally from this bell.

Even though it was not doing anything at this moment, it made Su Chen and Sun Wukong feel a sense of oppression.

Innate Supreme Treasure, Chaos Bell!

"Good heavens, this treasure actually landed here intact." Sun Wukong stared at the Chaos Bell, a hint of fiery heat flashing in his eyes.

Su Chen was also very pleasantly surprised; he did not expect them to come to the place where the Chaos Bell was located.

He stared at the Chaos Bell, his massive spiritual sense spreading forward silently like a large net.

The Hunyuan Jin Dan gave him an extremely keen perception.

The moment it touched the Profound Yellow light of the Chaos Bell, Su Chen's pupils shrank abruptly.

There is a living thing!

Inside that divine bell that suppressed eternity, a faint but terrifyingly high-quality soul fluctuation was lurking.

It was a royal aura that had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood and ruled over billions of demons.

Although incomplete, the murderous intent contained within it was enough to make any Great Luo Jinxian shudder.

Su Chen flipped his right hand, and the Return to Ruins Divine Axe fell into his palm, with evil energy spitting and flickering on the dark-gold axe blade.

He turned his head and gave Sun Wukong a look.

The two had been together for many years, experiencing life and death, and their tacit understanding had long been carved into their bones.

Sun Wukong understood immediately.

He gripped the Ruyi Jingu Bang tightly, his finger bones emitting a series of explosions.

The magic power of the Great Luo Jinxian was secretly accumulating in his body, ready to erupt with a thunderous strike at any time.

Su Chen held the divine axe, his footsteps stepping silently in the void.

Sun Wukong flanked from the other side.

The two blocked the place where the Chaos Bell was located from left and right.

Su Chen's gaze turned sharp, the chaotic blood energy in his body pumped again, the muscles on his right arm bulged, and the Return to Ruins Divine Axe brought a black light that tore through the void, slashing straight at the bell body.

At the same time, Sun Wukong leaped high, the Ruyi Jingu Bang turning into a golden afterimage, smashing down with the power to crush mountains.

Just as the axe blade and iron rod were about to touch the Profound Yellow light.

"Hum—"

The Chaos Bell let out an extremely slight vibration.

This bell chime had no attacking power, but it contained an absolute law that froze time and space.

The divine axe Su Chen slashed and the iron rod Sun Wukong smashed stopped forcibly less than half an inch from the bell body.

It was not that they wanted to stop, but that the surrounding space had been completely locked.

Immediately following, the Profound Yellow light on the surface of the Chaos Bell twisted.

An illusory figure slowly drifted out from within the bell body.

He was dressed in tattered Golden Crow imperial robes, his long hair disheveled.

Although the face was illusory and transparent, those golden eyes still radiated the domineering spirit of one who looks down upon the world.

It was none other than the Demon Emperor, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had perished together with the seven Ancestral Sorcerers on the Primordial battlefield just now.

Su Chen's eyes turned cold, the chaotic blood energy in his body crazily impacting the spatial lock.

Sun Wukong bared his teeth, his demon energy soaring, struggling desperately.

But Taiyi did not care about the two's struggle at all.

He stood with his hands behind his back, floating in front of the Chaos Bell.

His residual soul state was extremely unstable, as if it could dissipate into this void at any time.

Taiyi looked at the two who were facing a formidable enemy, the corners of his mouth rising slightly, revealing a free and easy smile.

He showed no hostility, nor did he question why the two had launched a sneak attack.

Taiyi looked deep into the void, opening his mouth to ask: "You two, how does the Primordial era feel?"

The tone was like chatting with an old friend. ===== CHAPTER 393 =====