Above the East Sea battlefield,
Tai Yi sensed the Kunlun Mirror's interference with time and space. With a curl of his finger, the Chaos Bell crashed down with the might to suppress time and space, striking the Kunlun Mirror dead-on.
"Boom—!"
The Kunlun Mirror shuddered violently, cracks appearing across its surface. Queen Mother of the West's lovely face paled as she hastily retreated, spiritual light shielding her body while cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
Dong Wangong roared in fury. Pure Yang Sword in his left hand and Dragon Head Crutch in his right, he drove both treasures at once and charged toward Tai Yi!
Emperor Taiyi of the East snorted coldly, his figure flashing as he shifted position in an instant.
With a light tap of his fingertips, the Chaos Bell descended directly, trapping Dong Wangong within!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Three bell tolls shook the universe.
Inside the bell, Dong Wangong unleashed a frenzy of sword light and battered the void with his Dragon Head Crutch, yet he remained suppressed within the bell shadow.
Three waves of bell sound struck directly at his sea of consciousness. Dong Wangong possessed no Top-grade Spirit Treasure capable of protecting his Primordial Spirit;
his Primordial Spirit immediately trembled. Veins bulged across his temples, agony filled his expression, and his unfocused eyes showed signs that his Spiritual Sense was splitting apart!
"Aaaah!!!"
Dong Wangong threw back his head and roared. Fluctuations from his Primordial Spirit spread outward, while his eyes revealed defiance and madness.
"Demon Race! Do not underestimate this seat! Pure Yang Life-Death Singularity Return to Nothingness!"
Dong Wangong madly drove the Pure Yang Sword, pouring all his origin into its blade without reservation, ready to stake his life on this;
the sword light blazed brilliantly, and the sword cry thundered. Pure Yang