Several more days passed.
Xia Ping finally became thoroughly familiar with the Chaos Bell, a supreme-grade Saint artifact. Its power was now more than a thousand times greater than before; it had truly become a treasure standing at the pinnacle of the universe.
And its evolution had only just begun—it was far from over.
"The harvest this time was immense."
Xia Ping was immensely satisfied. His journey into the Sound Pattern Mountain Mystic Realm had not only elevated his natal treasure, the Chaos Bell, into a supreme-grade Saint artifact, but had also allowed the World Tree to devour the power of a wisp of the War God's divine soul, bringing about a tremendous evolution in the World Tree.
There was even the damaged divine artifact, the War Horn, which had fallen into his hands.
If other Saints learned of Xia Ping's gains, they would be green with envy.
At this thought, Xia Ping felt there was no need to remain in the Sound Pattern Mountain Mystic Realm any longer. With a sweep of his hand, he instantly grabbed the Sound Pattern Mountain beneath his feet—the divine artifact, the War Horn.
Since the War God had been killed by him, this divine artifact had become ownerless. Anyone could easily control it.
At once, immense mana enveloped the divine artifact. Xia Ping pulled the War Horn free in an instant and tossed it into the Classic of Mountains and Seas World for the time being.
After all, he still had no way to make use of this divine artifact for now.
The moment the War Horn vanished into thin air, the entire Sound Pattern Mountain Mystic Realm became barren and empty. An enormous, deep, pitch-black crater appeared in the ground, so dark one could not see their hand before their face.
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