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Meanwhile, the gray-robed figure held a nether bell mottled with rust, endless chill and deathly stillness billowing around him.

The instant the gray-robed figure appeared, it was as though all warmth had been drained from the air around them. Even the light dimmed several degrees.

That was Death-Announcing Evening Bell, the incarnation of death.

"Buzzz—!"

The very next instant the gray shadow appeared, an enormous Bell Tower condensed from dense deathly qi erupted from the ground, enveloping Jiang Xuan and the gray-robed figure within.

Boundless cold deathly qi surged in every direction like floodwaters bursting through a breached dam. Wherever the gray mist passed, grass and trees withered, stone slabs cracked, and even the blazing sun in the sky was veiled by a layer of murky gray haze.

That terrifying intent of death seemed determined to crush all life and drag it into the abyss of eternal silence.

The sight froze the smile on Yuwen Cheng's previously frivolous face, replacing it with boundless disbelief.

"?!!"

"You actually dare to attack?!"

"You actually dare to make a move?"

Without another word, Jiang Xuan brazenly brought forth the Death-Announcing Nether Bell. This utterly decisive act made the frivolous smile on Yuwen Cheng's face crack apart inch by inch like thin porcelain.

He was not the only one. Jimo Luo of the White Bone King Buddha Sect, and even Wuyan of the Shadow Sect, silent as stone and shadowlike in his movements, were all stunned where they stood.

For the first time, naked shock and disbelief appeared on those faces, whether arrogant or sinister.

"He really was arrogant to this extent?"

Their loss of composure was not without reason.

Every Demonic Sect prodigy who had come here had waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They might have been cruel, but