Lin Tian shook his head inwardly. "A bunch of rotten fish and stinking shrimp. Not worth mentioning."
"Wrong, wrong! Dao Venerable, you don't know the whole story. Their cultivation and magic power might not match mine, but my sworn second brother, the Flood Dragon Devil King, has a fine treasure."
"What treasure?"
"A bell."
Lin Tian frowned. "A bell?"
Monkey nodded. "That's right. Five hundred years ago, I wandered the Four Seas and met those six brothers. The Flood Dragon Devil King got drunk and, on a whim, started boasting. He said he'd attained the Dao in the Primordial World during the Primordial Era and pulled the Demon Emperor's chariot in the Heavenly Court. Later, when the Heavenly Court fell, he stole that bell and fled to the lower realm..."
"What?"
Lin Tian was instantly stunned. "He said he pulled the Demon Emperor's chariot in the Heavenly Court?"
"That's what he said. Quite a tall tale, but that bell is no trifling thing. It has thirty-six restrictions on it. With his Great Unity Golden Immortal cultivation, he could only break through ten."
"Hiss..."
Lin Tian sucked in a cold breath. Could it be the Chaos Bell?
After the War of the Liches, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had died at the hands of the Ancestral Witches, and the Chaos Bell's whereabouts remained unknown to this day.
"Where does this third brother of yours live?"
Lin Tian narrowed his eyes.
"Heh heh! Dao Venerable, don't tell me you're eyeing his bell? Then your calculations are all wrong. He loves that treasure to death and carries it with him as he roams the Four Seas. Besides, the bell can conceal Heavenly Secrets, so there's no finding him. Only that old bull has a way to contact him."
Lin Tian immediately felt a headache coming