"There is no scripture in this world that I cannot cultivate to completion!"
Jiang Chuan's voice was calm, yet it carried an undisguised arrogance. Anyone else saying such words would have seemed wildly presumptuous, but coming from Jiang Chuan, they felt as natural as rivers flowing east into the sea.
Seven-colored clouds and mist churned in the depths of the palace like an ocean whipped up by a gale, rolling without end and revealing neatly arranged spiritual materials and treasures.
Bathed in the radiance emitted by those spiritual materials and treasures, the entire palace appeared even more sacred and extraordinary.
"What an arrogant brat!"
A pitch-black great bell flew out from the seven-colored clouds and mist.
The bell stood over three meters tall, as though a corner of the cosmos had been cut out and forged into it. Merely facing Jiang Chuan, it gave him immense pressure, as if it were not a great bell at all, but a starry sky.
"Not simple. Which Immortal Lord or Immortal Venerate of the Immortal Realm forged you?" Jiang Chuan examined the great bell.
"A Dharma treasure of the Jing Realm... There also seems to be the aura of Nether Soil."
The great bell descended before Jiang Chuan, and its indifferent voice emerged once more.
"Didn't you sense the Heaven and Earth Furnace, Nature as Weapon, Heavenly Saber, and the Two Energies Returning to Void Scripture that I know?" Jiang Chuan rubbed his chin.
"You also know the saber arts of Wan Daoyi and Immortal Venerable Chen Xin?" A trace of surprise entered the Great Bell Tool Spirit's voice.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Resounding Saber Hums rang out. Grand and resplendent saber intent swept through the void, and under its control, many Transcendent Factors such as the Solar Transcendent Factor and Lunar Transcendent Factor