The Might of the Emperor Bell

Deep underground, the army of the King of Rocky Mountain, charging forward at high speed, was suddenly blocked by a shadow.

A figure held an enormous ancient bell in one hand, fiddling with something in the darkness. His movements could not be seen clearly.

King of Rocky Mountain, seated atop the Earth Dragon, wore a grave expression. He had intended to lead his army in a surprise attack before the Safe Point was secured, but just as the plan was about to succeed, they had encountered an Outer Realm Demonic Person.

"Who are you?"

In the darkness, Lin Yi did not respond. His expression was somewhat grim.

At that moment, he held the Chaos Profound Bell in one hand, continuously pouring the undying Qi-Blood within his body into it.

But just as Ling Shanshan had said before, once he formed a connection with the Chaos Profound Bell, the palm print pressed against the bell's shoulder felt as if it were gripping his heart, leaving him unable to breathe.

Who had left this palm print?

Its power was so terrifying!

Lin Yi possessed the Emperor Realm Indestructible Body. Even in the vast Source Realm, he would be respectfully addressed as "sir."

Yet now, he could barely hold onto a damaged Emperor Artifact.

Within his mind, the Artifact Spirit of the Chaos Profound Bell slowly spoke. "I never expected you to truly possess Emperor Realm cultivation, but that is still not enough. If you wish to wield me, you must endure the pain of the palm print with me."

Lin Yi said in a low voice, "As long as I endure this pain, I can use you?"

"Of course. When you connect to me with Source Qi or undying Qi-Blood, half the pain of that palm print will be transferred onto you.