By comparison, the Holy City's protective barrier could not withstand the sound waves forever. Cracks spread across it.
Crack... creak...
The barrier kept splintering until it finally collapsed!
The sound waves swept through the breach, engulfing the vast Holy City with their terrifying force.
"Pfft..."
"Pfft..."
In an instant, countless people in the Holy City spat blood. Some bled from all seven orifices!
Under that assault, virtually everyone in the Holy City spat blood!
Then the sound waves gradually faded. Ren could feel them receding, along with the Emperor Bell's anger.
Chapter 1730: A Losing Trade
The bell's toll faded, and the Beginningless Emperor Bell's fury subsided somewhat.
But a faint vibration followed, as though the bell had sensed Ren and his current cultivation. It formed a steady voice: "Young master... come to Purple Mountain when you have time."
Ren gazed toward Purple Mountain, his eyes deep. Young master? It seems my current cultivation has finally earned the Emperor Bell's recognition. Last time, I received Emperor Wu Shi's inheritance, but the bell still refused to acknowledge me.
He let the thought go as he drew his gaze back.
Then he looked at Ye Fan. Blood streamed from all seven of Ye Fan's orifices, and his whole body trembled. He could barely stay upright, much less fly. He was clearly at his limit!
Ren flicked his sleeve. A single drop of fragrant liquid flew straight into Ye Fan's mouth!
It was a drop of wine from Four-Unlike's treasured collection. Ren had secretly saved quite a bit the last time they drank together!
Four-Unlike's wine had been brewed from many precious Innate Spiritual Roots and aged for a long time. It held so much energy that it could serve as medicine!
Now one drop entered Ye Fan's mouth.
His bleeding