Nothing unusual happened when he stepped out of the cave. Outside, Death Qi still surged through the world, and black clouds blotted out the sky and sun. Yet it was no longer a world of darkness. A disc of light was visible overhead—the Sun Star. Though it was far from bright, it told Lu Feng that he had finally made it out.
Three or four years had passed in the blink of an eye since he had fallen into the Blood Sea. It was hard to imagine that he had actually escaped alive.
He had successfully taken a stroll through both of the world's notorious deathtraps. He might have come out looking somewhat battered, but at least he had not died.
Yet the thought of that Black Great Bell still made his heart pound. It was too terrifying. It had defeated the Five Directional Banners and wiped out the lives of a hundred thousand armored warriors.
It was a death knell that suppressed all of Hell. Remembering the Five Directional Banners, Lu Feng hurriedly tried to summon them, only to find that nothing he did worked.
In a sense, a sentient Magic Treasure could also be regarded as a cultivator. Normally, Lu Feng's true qi powered the Five Directional Banners when he used them, leaving their own foundation unharmed. This time, however, was different. The Five Directional Banners had effectively fought with every last ounce of their own strength.
The Black Great Bell was far too powerful. Although it had not destroyed the Five Directional Banners, it had severely depleted their vitality. They likely would not be able to emerge again anytime soon.
Without the protection of the Five Directional Banners, his defenses had greatly diminished. Whatever he did from now on, he would have to be more careful.
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