At that moment.
Within the Origin Space of the Glazed Realm.
The Glazed Bell hung silently in the Origin Space of the Glazed Realm. Brilliant Colored Light radiated from it, while countless Mysterious Runes circled it, giving off a powerful Great Dao Rhythm.
Suddenly, the bell trembled faintly.
The tremor was so slight it was like a sleeping Giant turning over in a dream. Yet the instant it happened, the Runes on the bell blazed, flickering once in the darkness like a newly lit wick.
"Humm!"
Then a deep, distant toll sounded from within the bell.
It was not loud, but it pierced the layers of Seals around the Glazed Realm's Origin Space and spread toward the sky.
Runes across the Glazed Bell lit up one after another like stars catching fire. Colored Light surged from deep within the bell, growing brighter and stronger.
The Glazed Realm's Origin Space began to shake. The Seal Runes on its barriers flashed violently, trying to suppress the awakening power. But after resisting the Colored Light for only a few breaths, they began to melt away like thin frost beneath a blazing sun.
"Boom!"
A beam of azure light punched straight through the Glazed Realm's Origin Space, sending stone and earth flying.
The Glazed Bell turned into a streak of Colored Light and shot through the breach into the sky. Like a True Dragon freed from a cage that had held it far too long, it soared toward the Nine Heavens.
At the same time, inside the Glazed Hall atop Glazed Peak.
A young man in a gray Daoist robe sat cross-legged on the Sacrificial Altar at the center of the hall, cultivating. A Seven-Colored Sword Seal marked his brow, radiating powerful Sword Intent, while many Mysterious Runes circled his body.
His name was