I picked up the scattered attributes

However, Liu Chuanyuan remained unmoved and calmly shook his head, saying, "The first sect leader was incredibly wise and capable of such a thing, so it's not surprising."

Feng Xia: "..."

Damn it, this guy is actually a die-hard fan of the first sect leader and valley master?!

"It seems that the first sect leader used the Thousand Autumns Bell as nourishment, spanning seven hundred years, to give birth to these eight small bells of spiritual light..."

Feng Xia reached out thoughtfully and gently touched the tallest one.

hum-

Suddenly, invisible and intangible bell waves spread out, rippling through the void. At the same time, an extremely sharp voice suddenly exploded and resounded in Feng Xia's ears:

"Who dares to touch my treasure!"

With a single sound, it was like a storm sweeping in all directions, tearing people's souls apart.

"What?"

Feng Xia was stunned. Did these small bells with spiritual light belong to someone? Now that he had touched them, they had immediately attracted the attention of their owners?

but……

Shouldn't the owner of these small bells be the first Valley Master of Qianqiu Valley?

Could it be that the first sect leader did not pass away... but instead hid away for the past seven hundred years?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Feng Xia's expression shifted slightly. The next moment, his tone took on a chilling sharpness:

"Your treasure? Hmph! When did this bell, forged from my own divine weapon, become your treasure? Could it be that after seven hundred years of seclusion, the world has forgotten my illustrious name?"

Upon hearing this, the mysterious voice froze, then exclaimed in shock, "You used your natal divine weapon to refine... It's... It's you!!"

"No, impossible! Seven hundred years have passed, you couldn't possibly still be alive!!"

Why should I explain my life and death to you?

As Liu Chuanyuan stared in disbelief, Feng Xia suddenly burst into laughter. His entire demeanor instantly changed, becoming incredibly ancient, majestic, and boundless, almost like a god looking down upon the mortal world, inspiring awe and reverence!

"What...what happened?!" Yanagawa Gen was completely stunned.

"It's been seven hundred years..."

Feng Xia, who imitated part of the aura of the Old Ancestor of the Dust Sea, had strands of divine light bursting from his eyes. Primordial chaos surged in, and a blue lotus bloomed. Not only that, but a golden brick rose up behind his head, and amidst its floating and sinking, an incomparably sharp sword light shone brightly.

"Since the world has forgotten my name, it is time to let everyone...remember my former glory—"

This strike, almost a culmination of Feng Xia's current power, was unleashed with all his might, hurtling towards the tallest small bell.

bang——

The bell tolled, high and low, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire Thousand Autumn Valley!

……

Chapter 0036

"Don't even think about it—"

Inside the translucent, illusory bell of spiritual light, the aged voice roared in unison: "Chao Haisheng! Whether you live or die, this is no longer your era!"

"Since you're already dead, you should obediently go back to your coffin!"

bang——

bang——

The formless and intangible bell waves spread like the tide, rising and falling, instantly spreading throughout the vast Thousand Autumn Valley.

One after another, the disciples of Qianqiu Valley were alerted. Some woke up from their cultivation, some left their residences, and some climbed to high places to look into the distance. One gaze after another swept over them, all converging on the deepest part of Qianqiu Valley.

"That sound is... the Thousand Autumns Bell?!" At Zhenmu Courtyard, Elder Lei Shao suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically. "What on earth happened? Why did the Thousand Autumns Bell suddenly ring?"

"When the bell tolls at this moment, is it a turning point in fate, or its final, resounding note?"

In a corner of Qianqiu Valley, amidst verdant peaks and rugged rocks, a white-haired old man slowly awoke in a secluded wooden cabin. His gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced through the vast distance to the source of the bell's sound.

The old man slowly stood up. A phantom image of a Dao platform flashed behind his head, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body. He glanced at the sky, then soared into the air and headed straight for the direction of the Thousand Autumn Bell!

"So, the royal family... finally couldn't hold back any longer?"

……

The melodious chimes rose and fell, as if carrying endless longing and a strong emotion, constantly echoing in Fengxia's ears.

shhhhh--

For the first time, Feng Xia's supernatural power encountered a strong obstacle, blocked by rings of bell waves, and could not advance even an inch!

Amidst the tolling of the bells, a smug laugh could also be heard:

"Aren't you surprised? Aren't you taken aback?"

"Aren't you curious... why I can so easily activate the treasure that you crafted?"

Feng Xia's expression became unusually serious.

Since the other party was not present in their true form, he could not determine the enemy's true strength, but based on various signs, the other party's cultivation level had definitely reached the Dao Platform realm.

This is the first time Feng Xia has encountered a true Dao Platform Realm expert since leaving the Forsaken Land of Gods!

Fortunately, the enemy was not present in their true form, and their control over the battle was limited—otherwise, Feng Xia really didn't think he could defeat a true Dao Platform Realm expert with his current abilities.

However, on the other hand, if the real enemy were here, they would probably discover he was an imposter in less than a breath...

"I don't want to know, what's wrong?" Thinking of this, Feng Xia said in a deep voice.

"Let me tell you the truth... hmm?"

The voice suddenly choked: "Don't...don't you want to know?"

"Just because I know this, does that mean I can kick you out?" Feng Xia said with a matter-of-fact expression, quietly taking two steps to shield Zhu Youniang behind him. "If I can't, why would I bother making things difficult for myself?"

Moreover, this could actually hinder the enemy.

Are you angry?

"You...are very good! Very good!"

The voice paused again, then finally let out a cold sneer: "Chao Haisheng, regardless of whether you have truly been resurrected or not, I can sense that your current strength is far inferior to that of your peak period!"

"As long as I kill you, the plan can still proceed without any hindrance!"

bang——

The moment the words fell.

Not only the tallest spiritual bell, but the remaining seven bells also began to vibrate. The bells rang melodiously, yet were filled with endless killing intent, and destructive bell waves were about to descend in an instant!

"Yanagiwa Gen!"

At the critical moment, Feng Xia suddenly shouted.

Liu Chuan Yuan subconsciously responded, "Brother Dao... ah—"

Feng Xia's gaze was serious. While maintaining his defense as much as possible, he punched Liu Chuanyuan on the back of the head.

From beginning to end, Yanagawa Gen was knocked unconscious by this punch before he could even react.

"Huh? Chao Haisheng, Chao Haisheng... have you lost your mind? You'd even lay a hand on your own junior. Do you really think you can escape death by doing this?"

The voice sounded increasingly mocking.

"Yanagi Kawamoto, wake up!"

"Huh? What just happened, fellow Daoist... Ah—!!"

Just as Yanagawa Gen was being awakened, he was struck hard on the back of the neck again and immediately fainted.

"...???"

This scene was so bizarre that, despite facing a formidable enemy, the mysterious master was momentarily stunned. Instead of thinking about how to fight the enemy, he ruthlessly killed his own people.

Could it be that Chao Haisheng, the first sect leader of Qianqiu Valley, has encountered an intractable problem in his mind over the course of seven hundred years?

In the brief moment he was stunned, Yanagawa Gen was awakened three times in a row, and then knocked unconscious again three times.

"Ha...hahaha! The once world-renowned Valley Master of Thousand Autumns Valley...has lived for seven hundred years, but has become a complete idiot!"

"Fool, fine... I'll finish you off now and preserve your lifelong reputation!"

"Have you finished spouting nonsense?"

Just then, Feng Xia suddenly spoke, and at the same time, he took a long sword from Liu Chuanyuan's belt. The sword was drawn, and its bright, cold light pointed straight at the void above his head.

"If you've finished speaking... then I'll send you on your way!"

shhhhh--

This moment.

"Ah—what is this?!"

The voice screamed in terror. In his perception, both Feng Xia and Liu Chuanyuan had vanished. The world had turned into a white expanse, with only countless sword lights darting about!

The whole world seemed to have become a prison, a cage made of sword light.

The young man who was suspected to be the first sect leader and valley master was the absolute master of this cage. With a thought, he unleashed a burst of sword light that pierced through all the small bells!