Spell: Huo Yun Dao!
Its quality was far superior to the spells the Ning Family had sent over.
Huo Yun Zhan!
In an instant, crimson light blazed from the blade, transforming into a several-foot-long flaming blade aura that carried scorching waves of heat as it viciously cleaved toward the Golden Bell.
This strike contained a fair portion of his true skill.
However—
Clang!
A dull, soft ring sounded.
The flaming blade aura, powerful enough to split steles and shatter stone, struck the Golden Bell like a clay ox sinking into the sea, failing to stir even a ripple.
The Golden Bell did not budge in the slightest. Even the runes on its surface did not flicker once.
Only a nearly imperceptible hum reached everyone's ears before swiftly fading away.
Liu Yunpeng's body swayed as though he had suffered a heavy blow, and he nearly fell.
He only felt a tremendous force rebound from the blade, numbing the web between his thumb and forefinger and sending his blood and qi churning.
"H-How is that possible?!"
His face was full of disbelief.
Though he had not used his full strength in that strike, it was still not something an ordinary Mid Qi Refining Stage cultivator could easily withstand.
Yet before that Golden Bell, it was like scratching an itch through a boot—utterly useless.
Seeing this, the curve at Yun Long's lips deepened slightly.
As for that faint hum, it was the result of his deliberate control.
Though the Golden Bell Shield's sonic attack was formidable, he only wanted to establish his authority right now. He did not wish to injure the Dragon Whisker Golden Tail Spirit Fish in the water vat.
Those were all spirit stones.
"Elder Liu, would you like to try again?"
Yun Long's unhurried voice drifted over