Chuan Ying said, "If that mysterious world truly has longevity substance, I will surely be able to extend my life, regain my prime, and enter the realm of emperors. Then I'll kill that old ghost, the Undying Heavenly Emperor."
He had already reached the end of his life and could hold on for only a few more years at most. If he truly reached a world with longevity substance this time, a bright road would naturally stretch before him.
If he failed, that was nothing either. He would merely die a few years earlier.
"In that case, let's fully awaken the Wushi Bell first, then kick the Undying Heavenly Emperor's nirvana flesh sphere into it together. After that, Senior, follow right behind them," Lu Chen said.
"Good." Chuan Ying nodded.
The next instant, both erupted with incomparably powerful auras of the emperor's way, pouring boundless, Supreme-level dharma power into the Wushi Bell.
Clang...
The bell rang!
The Wushi Bell awakened fully in an instant, and a phantom appeared as an aura of desolation and domineering might swept outward.
A man sat cross-legged there with his back to all living beings, possessing an indescribable bearing. Nothing could bar his aura. His figure was imposing, his hair thick, and even in his stillness, he carried a sense of loneliness.
That was the divine spirit of the Wushi Bell. He bore Great Emperor Wushi's Dao and arts, a continuation of his master's life in another form. The aura he exuded made it seem as though that mighty Great Emperor were present himself.
Buzz!
The awakened Wushi Bell unleashed unparalleled power. Chaos qi surged forth, enveloping the blood-colored flesh sphere to suppress it.
The blood-colored flesh sphere seemed to sense the danger as well. The Five-Colored Feather Plumes that had blocked Chuan Ying's Divine