Su Yun panted heavily as he staggered down the mountain. Freed from the restraint of his cultivation, the fragments of the Mysterious Iron Bell kept expanding after falling into the Immortal Realm.
One insignificant fragment of the Mysterious Iron Bell was now as large as several hundred mountain peaks, and this was merely its return to its original size.
Su Yun staggered onward. The mountains beyond the Emperor's Seat were filled with demons and monsters lurking deep within the ranges. Their cultivation and strength were not particularly formidable, but upon discovering him alone, they came to eat him.
Yet after taking a bite, they would often leave behind a ground full of shattered teeth and slink away in frustration.
Using a broken fang from a demonic beast as a cane, Su Yun limped toward the Mysterious Iron Bell fragment. It looked close, but was actually far away. Injured as he was, he walked for more than a month before finally nearing it.
Back then, he had needed only a little over a month to travel from the edge of the universe to the Seventh Immortal Realm. Now, with his cultivation sealed and grievous wounds upon him, a distance of merely several mountains had cost him over a month!
The Reincarnation Saint King had sealed his cultivation with the Dao of reincarnation, leaving the wounds on his body unable to heal. During these days, whenever the wounds closed, they would immediately split open again from the Dao injury.
Fortunately, his physical body was truly formidable. Flies and mosquitoes did not dare approach him, so his wounds did not fester.
Su Yun struggled beneath the fragment, only to find flames raging all around it. Astonishingly, there was a village near the sea of fire. The villagers lived within the stockade. His Mysterious