Emperor Taiyi of the East's second strike followed close behind—Boom!
The Chaos Bell came crashing down. Hong Yun was locked in place, unable to evade, and his internal organs were shattered by the impact.
Having taken a blow from an Innate Supreme Treasure, Hong Yun possessed neither a Top-Grade defensive Spirit Treasure nor the formidable physical body of an Ancestor Wizard.
Blood immediately sprayed from his mouth, scattering across the sky and turning into a vast crimson glow.
Hong Yun staggered backward, his aura weakening as his soul shook violently, nearly falling apart.
The Nine Nine Scattered Soul Gourd spun wildly in midair, its radiance dimming.
A dignified Innate God now resembled a candle guttering in the wind.
Old Ancestor Ming He stared at Hong Yun in surprise. How had this fellow wilted after just two moves?
As one of the Great Powers who had managed to seize a prayer mat in Zixiao Palace, he should not have been this weak.
There was no time to dwell on it. If he did not act now, Hong Yun would be suppressed by the Chaos Bell.
At that point, snatching the Hongmeng Purple Qi from Tai Yi's hands would be nothing but a fool's dream.
The Chaos Bell turned in the air and descended over the severely wounded Hong Yun.
Old Ancestor Ming He acted decisively. The Twelve Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus bloomed in the air.
Lotus flames surged as endless Red Lotus Karmic Fire flooded the sky, colliding with the Solar True Fire in a thunderous explosion that burned through the heavens.
"Old Ming He!" Tai Yi roared, and the Chaos Bell trembled violently.
"You dare disrupt matters here instead of cultivating in the Blood Sea?!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Old Ancestor Ming He stood atop the Karma Fire Red