The elder of the Profound Yin Sect let out a piercing cry, and a Black Skull emerged from his palm to meet the Bronze Bell.
Boom!
Violent waves of air surged outward in every direction!
The black mist in the valley was blown away in an instant, and sunlight returned to the ground.
The Black Skull shattered into countless fragments that rained down, withering the grass wherever they touched.
The Bronze Bell flew back to hover before the North Stream Sect disciple.
"Luo Huainan!"
The Profound Yin Sect elder shouted in shock and fury.
Who could have imagined that Luo Huainan, the Zhongzhou Sect's foremost disciple, had hidden among the group, disguised as an ordinary disciple of the North Stream Sect!
Today had actually been a trap!
With his Life-Bound Skull destroyed, the Profound Yin Sect elder dared not linger. He shook out both sleeves, turned into a streak of black mist, and sped out of the valley.
As he saw it, however gifted Luo Huainan was in cultivation, their cultivation realms were roughly equal. His own injuries were extremely severe, and Luo Huainan's could hardly be light. Given the other man's status and standing, why would he risk pursuing him?
Who could have imagined that the Bronze Bell would turn into a streak of light and pursue that black mist to kill him?
Luo Huainan was actually disregarding his own injuries entirely, determined not to let him leave!
A booming sounded outside the valley. Countless cliff faces were overturned by the waves of air, and dust and sand billowed.
Suddenly, an extraordinarily agonized scream rang out, and the black mist evaporated in the sunlight.
The light drew back into the Bronze Bell, which hung motionless in the air, trembling slightly with a hum. The rust left along its rim