"Little Fatty?"
Zhong Yue was slightly taken aback, and a strange smile appeared on his face. "You mean the Soul Weapon of the sixth Earthly Sovereign, the Shao Hao Bell?"
As the Imperial Clan among the god clans, Fuxi had produced countless Earthly Sovereigns and Heavenly Emperors. Most of those Earthly Sovereigns had been buried within this ancestral star.
The Shao Hao Bell was the divine weapon of the sixth Earthly Sovereign and possessed unfathomable divine might.
When he had previously encountered an insurmountable danger, Xin Huo had taught him the cultivation visualization method of the Shao Hao Bell. He had communicated with the bell and borrowed its power once.
However, the Shao Hao Bell seemed to dislike Xin Huo quite a bit.
"That's right. I'm very familiar with that little fatty—I don't even need to greet him when borrowing his power!"
The little flame waved a hand inside Zhong Yue's sea of consciousness, immensely proud. "Little Fatty has to give me that much face!"
"Mm-hm."
The corner of Zhong Yue's mouth twitched slightly as he reluctantly agreed.
This little flame's biggest flaw was his love of boasting, always acting as though everyone had to give him face.
"No more nonsense. I seem to sense the aura of a god."
Xin Huo spoke casually, then struck a pose and instantly connected with some distant dimension in the void. He began summoning the Shao Hao Bell, muttering an incantation under his breath:
"Little Fatty, lend me just a tiny bit of your power."
He found Zhong Yue's visualization inadequate and had simply taken matters into his own hands!
DONG!!!
Time and space trembled as an ancient, desolate aura spread out.
A vast bell toll, like the might of heaven itself, seemed to descend upon this time and space after crossing the