Countless cracks had already spread through the ground beneath Jing Jiu. Had this not been the very heart of the Yunmeng Grand Array, where the ground was as hard as a Law Treasure, he would probably have been pressed into the earth.
Heavy as a mountain-this was one of the Jingyun Bell's most important characteristics.
The Qilin looked at the Jingyun Bell in his hand. The disbelief and fury in his eyes gradually turned to dread and fear. Even his breathing grew much faster, and his front hooves kept pawing lightly at the ground. His body sank slightly, not because he was thinking of fleeing, but because he was preparing to kneel...
The Jingyun Bell was the supreme treasure of the Zhongzhou Sect, possessing unimaginable power. It could not be deployed from a distance like a Law Treasure, but if it rang beside a cultivator's ear, whether they were a Heavenly Access Great Figure or a so-called Banished Immortal, their Divine Soul would scatter, leaving them in agony worse than death.
During the battle at Chaoge City all those years ago, even someone as powerful as Lian Sanyue had been deeply wary of the Jingyun Bell in True Person Tan's hand. And only yesterday, the Nether Master, the strongest being in the Netherworld, had nearly died when Tong Yan ambushed him with it.
No one in the world could match Jing Jiu's speed now. If he chased someone with the Jingyun Bell in hand, flicking it repeatedly to make it ring, that would indeed be an unanswerable killing move.
The problem was that the Qilin was a genuine ancient Divine Beast, possessing unimaginable innate might and strength of cultivation. Just as he himself had said, who knew how many tricks he had hidden away? By rights, even if he was