Tai Yi's heart tightened. He had never heard of or seen such a battle style—overcoming hardness with softness, borrowing momentum to neutralize force! Just as he was still shocked and suspicious, Gonggong began jeering loudly again. "Oh, Tai Yi, is that Chaos Bell of yours just an embroidered pillow? Or did you not wake up last night, all limp and weak like you haven't eaten? Hahaha..." The laughter was grating, and it made Tai Yi high in the sky so furious that the veins on his temples bulged.
Tai Yi's beard and hair bristled as he shouted, "Gonggong! Since you seek death, I shall send you on your way!" His aura erupted with a boom, and the Chaos Bell trembled wildly. He was just about to dive down and fight Gonggong to the death—
Suddenly, the Heavenly Vault split apart, and the winds and clouds changed! Black clouds pressed down from above, thick as ink, while rolling thunder came grinding down from the Ninth Heaven. A vast, suffocating Heavenly Might descended like a mountain collapsing!
A huge vortex split open in the center of the sky. Pressure as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea poured down in all directions. The knees of Tai Yi, Dijiang, and Gonggong went weak, and they involuntarily knelt on the ground! Deep within the vortex, a pair of unfathomable eyes slowly opened and indifferently looked down upon all living beings. Then a clear, cold voice resounded throughout heaven and earth. "In the past, I issued an edict: the Witch and Demon Races were to cease hostilities for a thousand years. Why do you still continue fighting?"
As soon as these words were spoken, cold sweat streamed down the three men, soaking through their robes. Tai Yi hurriedly kowtowed, his voice trembling. "Reporting