"You won't know until you try."
Qing Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in green, his voice calm.
"Then let's try."
Eastern King snorted coldly. Without another word, he flicked his sleeve, sending purple-gold innate divine light flying forth.
At first, it was only the size of a fist, but as it met the wind, it transformed into an ancient bell vast enough to blot out the heavens.
The bell was engraved with Fusang, Tang Valley, and the rising sun. Dense pure yang Dao essence descended, dyeing even the crimson sky above Undying Volcano gold.
Supreme Innate Spirit Treasure, Jingyang Bell.
During the battle for the gourd at Buzhou Mountain, he had yet to fully refine this treasure.
Only now had he truly penetrated the Innate Restrictions within the Jingyang Bell, completely merging his own Pure Yang Dao with this accompanying spirit treasure.
Now, with the Jingyang Bell in hand and the auras of six Great Luo linked behind him, his Dao arts had advanced by far more than a single step compared to before.
If Qing Xuan still wanted to use the same old trick, that would be utterly laughable.
Eastern King raised his palm and pressed it against the bell. The space surrounding Qing Xuan alone suddenly became incomparably heavy.
With every fraction the bell chime advanced, heaven and earth solidified by another fraction.
In an instant, the space spanning thousands of miles around Qing Xuan was nailed down by the Jingyang Bell to the Primordial World's heaven and earth, unable to extend outward even half an inch further.
The six Innate Divine Beings behind Eastern King struck together the moment the bell rang.
Divine towers, treasure seals, and long banners, each carrying a Great Luo Dao, descended along the heaven and earth delineated by