I picked up the scattered attributes

It is said that the powerful figure from the Xuanwu royal family, who was on the Dao Platform, once descended upon Canglan Mountain with great force, intending to completely destroy and annihilate Qianqiu Valley with a single blow.

However, upon seeing the Thousand-Year Bell lying dormant deep within the valley, this powerful figure seemed to be startled and fled the Canglan Mountains without a second thought, subsequently issuing a decree:

As long as the Thousand Autumn Bell still exists, Thousand Autumn Valley can be suppressed and destroyed, but it must never be completely wiped out!

"If I had to describe my feelings..."

Feng Xia was clearly quite shocked as well. He rubbed his chin for a long time before finally letting out a soft sigh: "This clock has been here for so long, has it really not expired?"

Yanagawa Gen: "?"

Wait, what is an expiration date?!

Seeing his reaction, Feng Xia couldn't help but shake his head: "Counting from the time when that first sect leader was active, it must have been at least six or seven hundred years by today, right?"

Liu Chuanyuan nodded blankly: "That's right. Whether it was the most prosperous years or the difficult years that followed, the Thousand Autumns Bell has always suppressed the destiny of our sect."

When was the last time the Thousand Autumns Bell tolled?

"It was probably... 695 years ago, before the first sect leader passed away, he used this bell to kill many powerful enemies and laid the foundation for the first holy land of Qianqiu Valley."

"That settles it then." Feng Xia shrugged and pointed into the distance. "Almost seven hundred years have passed, and this bell has never actually rung. How do you know it's still intact?"

"..."

Yanagi Chuanyuan choked for a moment, his eyes widening in surprise.

For a moment, he actually felt that what Feng Xia said made a lot of sense!

Even their natal treasures need constant refinement, maintenance, and upkeep to unleash their maximum power at crucial moments...

Even though this Thousand Autumns Bell was forged by the first sect leader and valley master, it should never be able to escape this law!

"So, if that's the case..." He turned his head stiffly, looking at the Thousand-Year Bell deep in the valley.

A heavy shadow fell, and all was silent. The air seemed to freeze, making it even more oppressive than usual.

—Just like the past few hundred years, the Thousand Autumns Bell has always stood quietly deep in the valley, ancient and profound, without ever making a sound.

"No, it's impossible!"

Suddenly, Liu Chuanyuan screamed hysterically, his face devoid of any elegance. He abruptly activated all his true energy, his figure flashing like a sword light as he headed straight for the deepest part of Qianqiu Valley.

"The first sect leader, the Valley Master, possessed extraordinary cultivation. How could the Thousand Autumns Bell, which he painstakingly crafted throughout his life, be destroyed simply by the passage of time..."

His steps suddenly stopped, and his whispered words abruptly ceased.

Because at this very moment, Feng Xia had already arrived beneath the massive Thousand Autumns Bell before him, gently pressing his palm forward, and then... leaving a clear handprint on the bell's surface.

Several broken pieces of metal fluttered down from the edge of the palm print.

Feng Xia increased the force of the wind.

Click!

The thick bell wall seemed to have turned into broken, rotten wood, which he easily pierced through, leaving a dark and menacing hole.

Furthermore, cracks spread out on both sides of the cave entrance, which, from a distance, looked like a narrow eye growing out of the bell wall, silently opening its eyelids and staring silently at the visitors.

"This……"

At this moment, Yanagawa Gen's breathing almost completely stopped.

Stunned, stunned, horrified...

All sorts of negative emotions surged forth in an instant, more turbulent than a flood bursting its banks, and in a moment, they overwhelmed Yanagawa Gen's mind!

Feng Xia shook his head regretfully and turned his gaze back to the large bell:

“I knew something was wrong, and now I know the problem was here.”

Admittedly, many objects are cast and can exist for longer than their creators, but such existence is often subject to numerous limitations.

Even though this world possesses many extraordinary powers, seven hundred years have passed after all. Before finally falling silent, the Thousand Autumns Bell likely endured a fierce battle, and its body suffered considerable damage...

"If you had repaired and refined this bell in time 695 years ago, perhaps it could have retained some of its power. But you actually... you actually..."

Even if Feng Xia used his molars and heels to think, he would have already figured it out.

The treasures left behind by the first sect leader are powerful, invincible, awesome, and incredibly cool.

So a group of people actually did nothing, and just left the Thousand Autumn Bell there for seven hundred years!

Sometimes, mental inertia can be a really scary thing.

If this bell had a spirit, it would surely have let out this cry before its sudden death:

"I feel like I can still be saved!"

"what--"

"No, this is impossible..."

Yanagawa Gen staggered to his feet, staring blankly at the dark, eye-like opening: "If the Thousand Autumn Bell can be completely lost, then why did that royal family member..."

"Perhaps, that person simply sensed that the Thousand Autumn Bell was nearing its end, so he abandoned the plan to fight head-on and instead chose to stall for time until the Thousand Autumn Valley completely lost its protection, so that he could take you down without bloodshed."

Without the deterrent effect of the Thousand Autumn Bell, the Xuanwu royal family could easily sweep through Thousand Autumn Valley with their current strength.

Given the recent flurry of activity by the royal family, gradually infiltrating and pressuring Qianqiu Valley, it's possible that the Qianqiu Bell's "death date" is approaching!

Feng Xia stroked his chin thoughtfully, his gaze following the hole he had made to the inside of the Thousand Autumn Bell. However, he suddenly froze the next second.

"What is this?"

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Chapter 0035

"The Thousand-Year Bell... Hehehe... Impossible..."

Not far away, Yanagihara Gen collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes lifeless, as if he had completely lost his soul.

If what Feng Xia said is true, the power of the Thousand Autumn Bell is gradually being lost, and the Xuanwu royal family has already discovered this...

When the Xuanwu royal family launches a full-scale attack, what will Qianqiu Valley use to resist the ensuing chaos?

At this moment, Yanagawa Gen slumped to the ground, utterly powerless, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his face ashen like paper, resembling a wounded wolf, uttering desperate and meaningless whimpers.

"Hey, don't rush, don't be in such a hurry."

Suddenly, Feng Xia's expression brightened slightly. He waved his hand at Liu Chuanyuan: "Although the Thousand Autumn Bell is most likely gone, your first sect leader seems to have some skill..."

In Feng Xia's view, the interior of the mountain-like bell was not completely dark.

There was a faint glimmer of light, like starlight on a dark field, scattered and floating in the vast darkness, making it particularly eye-catching.

Upon closer inspection, they are clearly small bells!

Each small bell is only the size of Feng Xia's fist, existing between reality and illusion. It is composed of a pale golden spiritual light, like fireflies floating in the darkness inside the bell. There are eight of them in total.

Faced with this situation, Feng Xia paused for a moment before saying with a strange expression, "Your first sect leader... seems to have left you a backup plan."

Yanagihara Gen's body trembled suddenly, and an incredible glint flashed in his eyes:

"Brother Feng, what...did you just say?!"

“I just said… there’s no need to despair so soon.” Feng Xia calmly shook her head, her gaze sweeping over the small clocks.

The small bells floating around all around, in terms of both shape and the patterns on their bodies, resemble a smaller version of the Qianqiu Bell.

He thought for a moment, then placed another palm on the Thousand Autumn Bell.

click-

The crack on the bell instantly expanded, turning into a large gap, just big enough for one person to pass through.

Without much thought, Feng Xia stepped inside.

"It must be said that the first sect leader of Qianqiu Valley was truly a remarkable person. It seems that he had even considered your current situation seven hundred years in advance!"

As he spoke, a hint of surprise flickered across Feng Xia's face.

The first sect leader and valley master was awesome!

Liu Chuanyuan's eyes lit up as well. He seemed to have thought of something, and with a quick somersault, he stood up and appeared beside Feng Xia like a phantom.

Then, he also saw those illusory little clocks, and a deep respect appeared on his face:

"As expected, the first sect leader was incredibly wise and couldn't have left no backup plan... But what exactly are these small bells?"

"If I had to put it in a way, it seems that the Thousand Autumn Bell... gave birth to many smaller bells?"

Feng Xia took a few steps forward, and several small bells with spiritual light that were relatively close by seemed to have a certain spirituality. Sensing Feng Xia's approach, they immediately began to swish and float away.

They really do look a bit like fireflies... Feng Xia sighed inwardly before taking a closer look at the space inside the Thousand Autumn Bell.

For hundreds of years, this space inside the Thousand Autumns Bell has been almost a self-contained world, and no outsiders have ever set foot here.

Now, the arrival of an uninvited guest has shattered centuries of peace.

"Did the Thousand-Year Bell give birth to many smaller bells?"

Liu Chuanyuan's face twitched involuntarily, and he felt even more incredulous: "Qianqiu Bell is not a living being, yet it can do such a thing. No wonder it is the first sect leader and valley master of our sect."

Feng Xia was speechless: "Fellow Daoist Liu, your comprehension is a little off. I was just making a metaphor. You actually believed that Qianqiu Zhong gave birth to Xiao Zhong?"