Chapter 579: Chapter 361: The Human Emperor Bell Transforms Again
"Beast, don’t run away!"
Amidst the mountains, a Human Race Martial King let out a long roar, chasing into the air for a distance. However, once the Demon Fiend turned into a Demonic Wind, the speed reached its extreme, beyond the pursuit of ordinary people.
Of course, not all Demon Kings could escape at this opportunity. Those faced with particularly strong opponents were tightly pursued and couldn’t get away.
Wei Fan and Yang Tao ascended to the sky, there were still sporadic battles among the mountains. The Martial Kings who escaped their opponents swarmed forward and quickly exterminated the Demon Kings that had not fled.
"A great victory for the Human Race!"
A Martial King laughed boldly. After repelling the Demon Fiends, all the Martial Kings who had come to Yun Jin City with hidden identities now revealed themselves.
Wei Fan scanned around and saw there were about twenty Martial Kings.
He saw Feng Hua rise from the mountains, his Evil Qi restrained, calm in expression, and uninjured.
"I invite you all to return to Yun Jin City with me. I have prepared food and drink at the City Lord’s Mansion to celebrate our victory."
Yang Tao said with fists clasped. Although most of the Martial Kings came because of the Demon Hunter Organization’s mission, as the Northern Guardian King, if he didn’t even offer a meal after repelling the Demon Fiends, who would come to help if Yun Jin City faced danger again?
He was covered in blood, his chest full of cracks. Seeing this, all the Martial Kings couldn’t help but show their respect.
Even though they had come for the bounty from the Demon Hunter Organization, the Northern Guardian King had led the charge and was injured, making the situation different.
Soon, a group of Martial Kings returned to Yun Jin City and entered the City Lord’s Mansion, where food and drink had indeed been prepared long ago.
Wei Fan and Feng Hua followed the flow of people to find a table and sat down.
A few Martial Kings saved by Wei Fan also came over to sit with him, expressing their gratitude.
"Though it’s a great victory, driving away these beasts, some companions still fell!"
Drinking and eating, the Martial Kings discussed the battle affairs. The final count showed that seven or eight Human Race Martial Kings had died.
Of course, they were also counting the number of Demon Kings slain. The result was twenty Demon Kings killed, mainly because many didn’t escape during the final retreat and were besieged and killed.
Among the twenty Demon Kings slain, some were counted as slain by Wei Fan, as there were witnesses when he saved others.
However, after doing the math, including those who weren’t seen, the Demon Kings slain should be twenty-five.
After the count, all the Martial Kings were looking at him. Even though he didn’t disclose all the Demon Kings he killed, he was witnessed killing four, the most by any Martial King present.
Wei Fan did not reveal his identity, but interacted using his Demon Hunter code name Nether Fire. In fact, he wasn’t the only one who had disguised his identity.
When dawn broke, the banquet ended, with some Martial Kings leaving Yun Jin City immediately. With so many Demon Kings dead, the Demon Fiends shouldn’t act again for the time being. After all, Ninth-Layer Demon Kings weren’t cabbages that could just appear.
This battle quickly became a sensation on the Beiding Continent. Slaying twenty Demon Kings at once was a victory not seen in a long time, greatly boosting the morale of the Human Race.
In fact, if not for the invincible figures of Wei Fan and Feng Hua sweeping the battlefield, the Human Race Martial Kings would most likely have suffered heavy losses. However, both were modest and did not mention these things.
Wei Fan and Feng Hua decided to stay longer in Yun Jin City. Feng Hua had just broken through to the Martial King Ninth Layer and needed to consolidate his cultivation, while Wei Fan had other plans, wanting to stay a few more days and then visit Celestial Star City to exchange powerful Martial Techniques.
He now possessed many formidable things, though many could not be exposed. Often, during battles, he resorted to the outdated Great Sun Shattering Fist, and his speed-related Martial Techniques needed an upgrade as well.
"With two million years of ordinary power, the Human Emperor Bell should transform again!"
He opened the panel, revealing an expectant look. If the Human Emperor Bell transformed again, would it reach the level comparable to Martial Emperor Divine Soldiers? At that time, subduing a Martial Saint would be like crushing an ant.
[Scripture of the Three Emperors (Martial King Seventh Layer)]
[Nine-Nine True Skill (Fifty-third Picture)]
[Human Emperor Bell (Perfection)]
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[Ordinary Power: 2,200,000 years]
[Martial King’s Power: 11,600 years]
This battle, he exerted all his strength to obtain enough power for the Human Emperor Bell to transform again. Based on past experiences, two million years of power should be enough for the Human Emperor Bell to undergo another change.
He pulled out the Array Banner and set up an Array in the room. With a chant, the panel began to flicker:
[With one year of power, you left the Wilderness and entered the Five Great Domains. Here, prodigies abound, and Martial Kings are everywhere, while Martial Saints are not few. You felt constrained, always hoping the Human Emperor Bell would transform again. However, with one year of power, the Human Emperor Bell did not change.]
Wei Fan was not anxious, predicting it would take two million years of ordinary power for the Human Emperor Bell to transform. This was just one year of power, after all.
The Human Emperor Bell within him began to glow, semi-transparent, seemingly non-existent yet within Wei Fan’s body, existing in a separate space without disrupting him.
He never fully understood whether this evolution from the Golden Bell Shield was a weapon or a Martial Technique, or neither.
As he started to add power, the Tiger Soul and Dragon Soul became active, traversing the bell’s surface, exhaling golden lightning.
The Three-legged Golden Crow let out a long cry, the Golden Crow True Flame growing ever hotter.
The bell surface was densely covered with Dao Marks, forming inscrutable runes that roamed across the bell, delving into the void, as if enticing or absorbing an unknown power.
This situation continued unabated, and Wei Fan wasn’t in a hurry; he kept augmenting his power.
Finally, at the point of one and a half million years of power, a change occurred. The Dragon Soul, Tiger Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow intertwined and plunged into the lightning symbol, disappearing. Immediately, the densely packed Dao Mark symbols seemed to detach from the bell’s body and shrink, all entering the lightning symbol.
In an instant, the lightning symbol twisted and transformed into a radiant "egg".
"It can still change!"
Wei Fan couldn’t help but be delighted. His biggest worry was that the Human Emperor Bell had reached the extreme of this martial art and couldn’t continue to evolve. He didn’t know if this thing had a limit.
However, the result in front of him was good; another change had occurred, as if it were nurturing something. As for whether it could change again next time, he’d consider that when the time came.
[One and a half million years of power, Three-legged Golden Crow, Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul merged into the lightning symbol, entering the nurturing stage]
Wei Fan continued to infuse power, and the entire Human Emperor Bell’s radiance began to retract, becoming ancient and simple, like an ordinary object. Even the "egg" that evolved from the lightning symbol dimmed and no longer showed any anomalies.
He kept observing until a vast aura began to emanate from the Human Emperor Bell, as if an endless abyss had opened in an instant. Under this aura, Wei Fan felt as small as an ant, and his heart spirit couldn’t help but tremble.
"Boom..."
Within his heart spirit, it was as if the heavens and earth had opened.
The sound was earth-shattering, but he didn’t feel discomfort. Instead, he sensed a sacred artistic conception, and an impulse to worship rose, as if the sound he heard was the most sacred thing in the world, bringing peace to his heart and spirit.
At the same time, the previously dim "egg" became radiant again, and a crack appeared immediately.
In the next moment, a wondrous and unparalleled rune shot out from inside, exuding a sacred aura, sparkling brightly.
"Clang..."
The rune, upon emerging, immediately emblazoned itself on the bell wall. It was as if it weighed thousands of pounds, and upon landing, the entire bell body trembled, as if struck by a mighty mountain.
In an instant, the originally simple bell seemed to be deified, emitting an utterly divine and sacred aura.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The "egg" began to gush, countless newly nurtured runes gushing out like a torrent, each embedding itself on the bell wall, which then radiated brilliantly and spun rapidly.
Wei Fan was shaken to his core, as if baptized; under the resonating bell sound, potential surged from the depths of his flesh.
"Is it feeding back to me?"
His whole body felt warm, as if he were soaking in a hot spring. The golden primordial spirit even opened its eyes on its own, resonating with the bell sound in the sea of consciousness.
Wei Fan had not anticipated that this evolution could bring benefits to himself, a phenomenon that had never occurred before.
"Roar..."
"Moo..."
Once no more symbols emerged, the previously vanished Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow also burst out, exuding an aura above sacred, but did not enter the bell wall, instead, they roamed outside it, occasionally letting out joyous roars.
"They can leave the bell wall now!"
Wei Fan was moved, wondering if they would ultimately transform the Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow into tangible existences.
Previously, these three entities only had form without much intelligence, but this time it was different. Wei Fan also sensed a strong consciousness-laden spirituality rejoicing, rotating around the Golden Bell.
After a while, the Tiger Soul, Dragon Soul, and Three-legged Golden Crow seemed to have played enough and plunged back into the bell wall.
At the same time, the vanished lightning symbol reappeared, but it was no longer golden, instead turning purple.
As the commotion subsided, Wei Fan looked at the panel:
[Two million years of power, Human Emperor Bell evolved into Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, nurturing ten thousand spirits, mastering Nine Heavens Divine Thunder]
[Ten Thousand Spirits Bell (Entry Level)]
[Ordinary Power: 200,000 years]
[Martial King’s Power: 11,600 years]
"Nurturing ten thousand spirits!"
Wei Fan’s eyes locked onto these four words. As for the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, he didn’t pay much attention, assuming it was more formidable than Golden Thunder.
"How to nurture? Self-born, or do I have to capture various creatures and throw them into the bell?"
At that thought, Wei Fan felt restless. Perhaps he should capture some Demon Fiends, go out and test it.
This was a very important matter. Since it evolved into the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, its future enhancement might be related to these things, so it needed to be clarified quickly.
After withdrawing the array, Wei Fan pushed the door open and found that Feng Hua wasn’t in the room.
"He should be with Zhi Hua!"
He headed towards the front yard, intending to greet Feng Hua and Zhi Hua, and then go out of the city to hunt a few Demon Fiends for testing.
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