Immortal-Guarding Ancient Bell, Mo Fuyang of the Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Venerable Realm

In the heavens, majestic Spiritual Pressure bore down in every direction, even producing inexplicable explosions in the void.

The Spirit Wheel Immortal Dao could stir the spiritual qi of all things with a single strike. Dao Integration Realm cultivators had yet to condense Rule Power; before their attacks, they were like earthen chickens and porcelain dogs.

That foreign Dao Integration Realm cultivator's Primordial Spirit was crushed barehanded by Qian Wuhen, releasing a shrill, heaven-shaking scream into the distant sky. "Who exactly are you people?!!"

Bang!

Before his words had faded, three enormous spiritual qi ripples spanning thousands of miles shook through the air. That foreign Dao Integration Realm cultivator's body was forcibly blasted into a spray of blood.

Qian Wuhen looked down at everything coldly. "The ones killing you."

The sea heaved with raging waves, and tonight's sea wind had become even colder.

The shrill screams grew quieter and quieter. Heaven and earth fell into dead silence, leaving only the crackle of burning flames and the thunder of waves crashing against the shore.

Three bloodstained figures stood silently upon the earth, their gazes lost, hollow, cold, and lonely as they bathed in the fishy sea breeze...

Buzz—

At this moment, a great ship gradually emerged from the deep sea. Riding the wind and cleaving the waves, it headed toward the island. A small figure stood at its bow, looking frantic as he repeatedly activated the ship's formations.

Qian Wuhen and the others looked numbly into the distance. It was the Sea Macaque...

"Brother Bai, Brother Qian, Silly Eagle, get aboard! Run!"

The Sea Macaque stared in disbelief at the scene on the island and roared toward it, "Immortal Halls from every side have mobilized! I heard even venerables have been alerted. This is bad, really bad!!"

They had originally come