Western Continent.
On Mount Sumeru.
Some grand ceremony seemed to be taking place here.
At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of thousands of disciples sat cross-legged, densely packed together.
At the mountaintop, Jieyin and Zhunti wore benevolent expressions, their palms pressed together.
They looked at the disciples they had converted from the Immortal Court and all across the East, their faces filled with gratified smiles.
These were the hope for the revival of the West!
The next moment, the two lightly waved their hands.
Immediately afterward, the hair of the hundreds of thousands of disciples below shot skyward.
Before long, countless bald heads were revealed.
As far as the eye could see, they gleamed brightly.
Even Mount Sumeru seemed several shades brighter because of those hundreds of thousands of shining bald heads.
Then, a massive treasure bell appeared in Jieyin's hand.
This was an acquired spirit treasure the two brothers had specially refined for today.
With a wave of his hand, the treasure bell descended into the air above the disciples.
Jieyin declared in a ringing voice:
"Remember this. Everything today was bestowed upon you by the Ancestral Witch Qin Xuan and Hou Tu!"
The disciples below had vacant expressions, but they still answered in unison.
Jieyin continued:
"Headbutt it! Ten bumps each!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the hundreds of thousands of disciples instantly shot into the sky.
Then, their bodies straightened in midair as they aimed their foreheads at the enormous treasure bell and slammed into it viciously.
"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!"
In an instant, the sound of hundreds of thousands of foreheads smashing into the treasure bell echoed throughout Mount Sumeru.
No one knew how much time passed before the impacts gradually subsided.
Hundreds of thousands of