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Deep within Jin'ao Island.

In the void, a huge golden vortex slowly rotated.

The vortex was golden in color, and countless golden rays of light surged out from it, extending to all parts of Jin'ao Island and to the caves of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Jie Sect.

Each ray of light represents a wisp of fortune.

Every wisp of fortune represents the karma of a disciple of the Jie Sect.

That vortex was the pivotal point of the Jie Sect's destiny.

All the incense offerings, merits, and fortune accumulated by the Jie Sect's billions of yuan have gathered here.

But though the whirlpool was large and intense, it flickered like a candle flame in the wind.

Rootless duckweed.

Gatherings and separations are unpredictable.

This is a true reflection of the fate of the Jie Sect.

Xuan Du stood before the whirlpool, his green robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He gazed at the swaying vortex, at the countless golden threads of light, his eyes calm as still water.

Raise your hand.

The Chaos Bell slowly rose from the palm of his hand.

The bell is a chaotic color, with the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars rotating, and the patterns of mountains, rivers, and peaks clearly visible.

Xuan Du's mind stirred slightly, and a wisp of divine consciousness surged from between his eyebrows and entered the bell's body.

"Buzz!"

The Chaos Bell trembled slightly, and within that tremor was a trace of submission and obedience.

He is refining.

Refine this bell to connect it with his mind and soul, and merge their bloodlines.

A moment later.

Xuan Du opened his eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in them.

The refining process is complete.

From this moment on, the Chaos Bell became his most precious treasure, connected to his mind and spirit, and his thoughts followed him.

No matter where the bell is hung, he can instantly retrieve it with a thought.

No matter how far apart they are, he can mobilize them at will as long as his divine sense can reach them.

This is the wonder of refining.

Xuan Du raised his eyes and looked at the Chaos Bell that was suspended in the void.

"go."

The word fell.

The Chaos Bell transformed into a stream of chaotic light, rushing straight towards the golden vortex!

"Buzz!"

The bell body was submerged in the vortex and suspended in the very center of the pivot.

On the bell, chaotic light flowed endlessly, merging with the golden vortex.

next moment.

"clang!!!"

A long and resounding bell rang out from the depths of the vortex!

The sound of the bell was so loud, so vast, and so solemn that it instantly enveloped the entire Jin'ao Island!

Enveloping all the immortals of the Jie Sect!

Covering hundreds of millions of miles of ocean!

At that moment, all the disciples of the Jie Sect looked up and gazed into the depths of Jin'ao Island!

They sensed it.

After sensing the sound of the bell fall, his aura suddenly stabilized!

I sensed that the previously flickering strands of fortune were now as solid as a rock!

Sensing the destiny of the Jie Sect, from this day forward, things are settled!

"This is... the Chaos Bell!"

Duobao stood before the cave dwelling, gazing into the depths of Jin'ao Island, his eyes filled with awe:

"The Vice Leader has obtained the Chaos Bell!"

"Now it hangs above the pivot of destiny, suppressing the destiny of my Intercepting Sect!"

Kong Xuan, Wu Dang, Gui Ling, Jin Ling, the Seven Immortals, and over a thousand disciples of the Jie Sect all knelt on the ground.

He bowed deeply towards the figure in blue robes deep within Jin'ao Island:

"Thank you, Vice Leader!"

The sound waves were like a tidal wave, shaking Jin'ao Island.

Deep within Jin'ao Island.

Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the Chaos Bell that had disappeared into the vortex, at the completely stabilized golden vortex, and at the countless golden threads of light that were becoming increasingly solid.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief and ease.

The fortune of the Jie Sect.

Stable.

His mind stirred slightly.

"clang!"

The Chaos Bell trembled suddenly, transforming into a stream of chaotic light that flew out of the vortex and landed in his palm.

The bell still shimmered with chaotic light, showing no sign of abnormality.

Xuan Du lowered his eyes, looked at the bell in his palm, and smiled slightly.

It can be controlled and released at will.

Suppressing the flow of fortune and refining it for use—it really did not interfere with either.

He raised his hand and gave it a gentle push.

The Chaos Bell transformed into a stream of light once more, flying back into the vortex and hovering in the very center of the hub.

"clang!"

Another bell rang out, its sound vast and resonant, protecting all the immortals.

Xuandu turned around and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green disappeared into the depths of Jin'ao Island in an instant.

......

Biyou Palace.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back before the palace gate, gazing at the golden vortex of fortune deep within Jin'ao Island, as stable as a mountain, and at the Chaos Bell suspended in the center of the vortex.

The smile on his lips lingered for a long time.

"Good lad."

He murmured softly:

"They even thought of this step so thoroughly."

"Yuanshi had the Pangu Banner, Laozi had the Taiji Diagram, and Jieyin and Zhunti had the Golden Lotus of Merit."

"Now, our Jie Sect also possesses the Chaos Bell."

"Let's see who dares to say that our Jie Sect's fortune is weak and unstable!"

After suppressing the fortune of the Jie Sect, Xuandu also came to Tongtian's side.

He landed in front of Biyou Palace, his green robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders, and deep within his eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well, lay a faint hint of inquiry.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back before the palace gate, gazing at the golden vortex of fortune deep within Jin'ao Island, as stable as a mountain, and at the Chaos Bell suspended in the center of the hub, the smile on his lips lingering for a long time.

"Master."

Xuan Du spoke, his voice calm.

Tongtian turned his head and looked at him.

"What is it?"

Xuandu said, "This disciple has a question and would like to ask the Master."

Tongtian's eyes flickered slightly: "Speak."

Xuan didn't speak immediately, but instead looked around at the faintly visible trajectory of the Heavenly Dao in the void.

Deep within his brow, the Chaos Pearl trembled slightly.

next moment.

"Buzz".

A chaotic halo of light emanated from between his brows, instantly enveloping the entire Biyou Palace and covering a radius of a hundred feet in the void.

The halo was extremely faint, so faint as to be almost imperceptible, yet wherever it passed, all heavenly secrets were obscured, and all causes and effects were blocked.

Tongtian's pupils shrank slightly.

He naturally sensed it.

That chaotic halo of light actually blocked his senses for a moment.

Although it was only for a moment, that moment was enough to demonstrate the extraordinary nature of this object.

"This is......"

Tongtian spoke, his voice tinged with surprise.

Xuan Du smiled slightly, offered no explanation, and simply bowed slightly.

"Master, I need to speak with you in private."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly.

Although he did not know what methods Xuandu used to conceal this world, he could imagine that it must be something he did not want Hongjun Daozu and the Heavenly Dao to know.

Otherwise, given Xuandu's personality, he would never have been so cautious.

Tongtian said no more and slowly raised his hand.

Four sword lights shot into the sky from the palm of his hand!

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

Immortal Slayer Sword!

The Immortal-Trapping Sword!

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

Four swords were drawn simultaneously, suspended around the four sides of Biyou Palace, their tips pointing straight to the sky.

"Buzz!"

A vast and boundless sword intent suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping the entire Biyou Palace and covering a radius of a thousand feet in the void!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation has been set up!

Within the sword formation, sword energy crisscrossed, and killing intent was palpable. All heavenly secrets and causes were completely isolated outside the formation.

Tongtian stopped and looked towards Xuandu.

"Speak."

He spoke, his voice calm:

"What is it that needs to be concealed like this?"

Xuandu raised his eyes and looked at Tongtian, his gaze as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

He spoke slowly, his voice low, yet each word clear:

"Has Master ever considered that the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, and the Chaos Bell were all transformed from the Pangu Axe and should rightfully belong to the Three Pure Ones?"

"Why did the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner become the possessions of Hongjun Daozu, and were only bestowed upon him when he preached at Zixiao Palace?"

"And yet the Chaos Bell became Donghuang Taiyi's companion spiritual treasure?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Biyou Palace fell silent.

The crisscrossing sword energy seemed to freeze for a moment.

Tongtian frowned slightly.