Each Showing Their Skills

"Boom!!"

The bell rang like a tide, sending visible ripples through the air. Endless Corpse Water poured down from the city walls, spreading outward with each peal like sticky tar.

"Boom!!"

The bell's toll exploded like the collapse of heaven and earth.

The entire battlefield abruptly fell into an uncanny silence. The Yin Soldiers suspended in the sky seemed like ink strokes frozen in midair.

The Yin Soldiers who had already charged in suddenly let out piercing neighs.

When their hooves, burning with ghostly fire, struck the Corpse Water, they melted like candles.

In an instant, the Yin Soldiers toppled from their horses in great swathes, like wheat flattened by a gale.

The moment they touched the pitch-black Corpse Water, their armor crumbled into black ash. Ancient characters appeared behind them.

When there wasn't enough ash, their rotting bodies began to melt as well, until every Yin Soldier had turned into a passage of twisted scripture.

"Hm?"

Xiao Ran was surprised by the change and immediately began to investigate.

This seemed to be somewhat different from his Yan Sheng Art.

After examining it, Xiao Ran found the problem: it was the bronze bell.

He had used the bell as a Suppression Artifact, borrowing its toll to unleash the power of his Yan Sheng Art. He hadn't expected that although the bell wasn't a Cursed Object, the scriptures inscribed on it would alter the very nature of his art.

"The Great Vajra Demon Subduing Sutra. Looks like the scripture on this bell really is a treasure. No wonder that blockhead Butcher can't bear to part with it."

Xiao Ran didn't believe in Buddha, but he knew Buddhist teachings quite well. Back when he'd first fought Huang Chao in Wancheng, Huang Chao's power had forced him hundreds of yards underground, nearly costing