He raised his hand, and the bell rang.
A dark golden sound wave emanated from the bell's mouth, carrying with it the deathly aura on the bone fragment and the Immortal Dao power of the bell itself, pressing down on Lin Fan like a blackened sky.
Lin Fan watched the approaching dark golden sound waves without retreating.
He glanced down at the Hunyuan Bell in his hand, then looked up at the approaching dark golden sky, and sighed softly.
Why are you so stubborn?
He lifted the Hunyuan Bell and slowly raised it above his head.
Three streams of Immortal Qi simultaneously shone around him, like three unsealed dragons, flowing along his arms into the body of the Hunyuan Bell. The Immortal Dao divine patterns on the bell lit up one by one, like a thousand lamps being lit at the same moment.
Then he swung the Hunyuan Bell and smashed it down hard onto the dark golden sky.
break!
boom!
A loud bang was heard, and the entire depression shook violently.
A crack was smashed open in the center of the dark golden sky, and the crack spread rapidly to both sides like torn paper.
A crack appeared in the center of Jin Zhen's bell.
A black-gold bone fragment broke off from the crack, tumbled twice in the air, and landed on the scorched earth with a very soft, crisp sound.
Jin Zhen's body froze on the spot.
He glanced down at the cracked bell in his hand, then looked up at the white-clad figure in the distance slowly putting away the Hunyuan Bell. He opened his mouth, as if to say something.
But he didn't say anything.
A crack appeared between his brows and spread downwards, splitting his body in two. Dark golden blood gushed from his split body, spreading a dark golden light on the scorched earth.
The moment Jin Zhen's body split in two, Lin Fan was about to put away the Hunyuan Bell when he suddenly sensed an aura that was heavier and more ancient than before, slowly seeping out from Jin Zhen's two shattering halves of his body.
It's not Immortal Qi.
It's not a rule.
This is something that transcends the Quasi-Emperor level and carries a wisp of imperial pressure.
The imperial aura descended upon the world, Lin Fan's Chaos Gods and Devils Body reacted almost instantly. Three strands of Immortal Qi spontaneously formed a gray-gold shield around him, separating him from that aura.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes. "Still making a fuss even after you're dead?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Zhen's two shattering halves of his body exploded simultaneously.
It was as if something had been forcibly forced out of his body, tearing his body apart from the inside into countless dark golden fragments.
The debris rapidly reformed in mid-air!
It transformed into a humanoid silhouette formed from the condensation of laws and remnants of a soul.
Its silhouette was much larger than Jin Zhen's.
He wore a dark gold imperial robe and a crown, his face was blurred, except for two dancing golden flames in the place of his eyes, like a pair of suns compressed to their extreme.
The Dharma body hovered in mid-air, emanating an aura that did not belong to Quasi-Emperor, but rather the true imperial pressure.
The entire depression was trembling.
The cracks spread wildly from the feet of the Dharma Body outwards, the scorched earth cracked into countless fragments, and the slowly flowing dark mist in the air was completely dispelled by the Emperor's might, leaving only a vacuum-like stillness within a hundred feet.
"Young man..."
The voice, neither loud nor soft, crashed down from the heavens like a thunderbolt, each word carrying an oppressive weight heavier than a mountain. "You dare kill the prodigy of the Jin Clan? Today I will use you as a sacrifice to the Jin family's Jin Clan banner!!"
Lin Fan stood still, the Chaos Qi slowly flowing around him, and three strands of Immortal Qi drifting in the wind.
He glanced at the slowly forming Dharma body, then looked down at the two completely cold halves of Jin Zhen's body on the ground, and then tilted his head.
" Great Emperor Jin Clan?"
"Interesting."
His tone carried a hint of surprise, but more so a serious interest, and a touch of excitement.
The Great Emperor.
He has killed Quasi-Emperor, slain Sage King, and slaughtered the remnants of immortals across the Three Thousand Provinces!
But this was the first time he had encountered the true form of the Great Emperor directly.
The imperial robe-clad avatar did not answer.
It simply raised its right hand, extended a finger formed from the laws of nature, and gently pointed it in Lin Fan's direction.
"Buzz!"
The moment the finger was pointed out, a pitch-black crack appeared in the sky above the entire depression. Dark golden Law of the Emperor Dao surged at the edge of the crack, like a collapsing world pressing down on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan looked up at the descending Law of the Emperor Dao and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He raised his hand, Hunyuan Bell slowly rose from his palm.
The Immortal Dao patterns on the bell were like a thousand lamps lit up at the same time, and immortal light poured out from his palm like a galaxy, like a golden waterfall compressed to its limit.
Three streams of Immortal Qi simultaneously surged into the bell.
He gripped the Hunyuan Bell and swung it up, smashing it against the descending Law of the Emperor Dao.
boom!
The moment the bell collided with the Law of the Emperor Dao, the entire depression reverberated violently.
The golden shockwave spread in all directions like a tsunami, crushing all the remaining broken pillars into dust.
The Law of the Emperor Dao was forcefully blocked in mid-air by the Hunyuan Bell, and a crack as thin as a hair appeared on its surface.
Lin Fan took a step back.
He glanced down at his wrist; the force of the impact had left his arm slightly numb.
" The Great Emperor's Dharma Body is indeed far superior to the Quasi-Emperor Scripture."
He swung his arm, but his lips curled into an even wider smile, "Let's do it again."
He didn't give the Dharma body time to react.
With a blur, Kunpeng Extreme Speed to the limit, transforming into a stream of chaotic light and rushing towards the Dharma body.
The Hunyuan Bell rapidly expanded in his hand, resembling a swung gray mountain, carrying the full power of the three Immortal Qi, and smashed down once more towards the chest of the imperial robe avatar.
" Immortal Artifact? You underestimate me!"
The Jin Clan Great Emperor's Dharma Body raised a hand to block.
clang!
The bell collided with the Dharma body, producing another earth-shattering roar.
A crack appeared on the Dharma Body's right arm, from which dark golden Law of the Emperor Dao overflowed and were slowly healing, but at a much slower pace than the first time.
Lin Fan grinned. "Good, being able to withstand a couple of blows means you have real skills."
He raised his other hand, his five fingers spread, and Chaos Qi condensed in his palm into a golden dragon head phantom.
True Dragon Fist.
Three streams of Immortal Qi converged simultaneously on his fist, forming a gray-gold pillar of light. He swung the Hunyuan Bell to its limit, shattering the healing Great Emperor's Law into countless fragments once more.
"What?"
" True Dragon Precious Technique?"
The imperial robes and avatar finally gave way.
Starting from the very center of his chest, a crack spread outwards in all directions, like a piece of pottery being shattered from the inside. The cracks became more numerous and denser, until finally the entire Dharma body split open from the middle.
There were no screams, no roars.
There was only a very soft sound, like the crisp sound of ice shattering, and then the Great Emperor's Dharma Body transformed into countless dark golden fragments, which were crushed into nothingness in the immortal light of the Hunyuan Bell.
Lin Fan retrieved the Hunyuan Bell and landed back on the scorched earth.
He glanced down at the few wisps of Great Emperor's Law remnant slowly dissipating on the ground, and gently exhaled.
"The Dharma body of the Jin Clan Great Emperor... is alright, much more durable than Jin Zhen himself."
He patted off non-existent dust from his robes, then, as if remembering something, turned to look at the edge of the depression.
"Buzz!"
There, Jin Zhen's cracked golden bell was slowly rising, the dark red patterns on its surface still pulsating, as if it were alive and trying to break free from its restraints, fleeing into the distant void.