Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 235: Inner Core Births Connate, Spirit Produces Multicolored Light, Bell Rings 36 Times, All the Swords in the City Stand (2)

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His palms slapped down at the same time, striking the Sword Bell in an orderly manner, causing the ten thousand swords in the Sword Bell to ring at the same time. The bell wave exploded again!

The sword cries became louder and louder as the bell waves continued to be stacked!

The ancient bell sound surged into the sky. The clouds were blown up as if a huge umbrella had been raised!ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet

In the Sword Pool Lake, the huge wave rose another ten feet. The white waves piled up with intertwined and surging sword qi and ruthlessly struck the precipice by the lake, exploding into pieces. The commotion was not small, but this commotion could not compare to the bell wave at all!

He struck the bell with the five Mystic Intents of the Ancient Demon Five

Animals. After each strike, he would prepare the next strike. Waves rose ten feet high on the lake. The entire Sword Pool Lake was like a huge bowl filled with water, shaking the water in the bowl from left to right.

The sword hum carried the bell wave and swept over with the stone platform’s Sword Bell as the center!

“Five!” “Six!”

“Seven!”

After every sword hum and bell wave, the young man’s powerful voice echoed!

The aura in the bell wave was so majestic that the sword cry caused everyone’s expressions to change!

Such a majestic bell sound far surpassed Lu Ziwei, who had rung the bell 17 times, and Lu Shisan, who had rung the bell 15 times!

Anyone could know the entire situation just by looking at it!

With such a high rise, it could be seen how turbulent its momentum was. It was probably going to resound 18 times! A strong wind suddenly rose in the world.

On the limestone road.

Su Muzhe, Zhao Huangting, and Wan Jieliu stood there with shocked expressions. Even the expressionless Wan Jieliu’s eyes widened. Traces of sword intent intertwined on the surface of his bare upper body.

“The aura of the first three bells is unprecedented!”

“This child might be able to ring the Sword Bell 18 times! No! I can’t guess how many times he can ring the Sword Bell!”

Wan Jieliu’s low voice suppressed the sword cries and bell waves.

Su Muzhe’s eyes sparkled. Zhao Huangting, who was beside her, had a complicated expression.

Back then, when he stood on the stone platform and knocked the Sword Bell 18 times with one hand, it shocked the entire Sword Pool Palace. Unknowingly, time passed and he gave Green Mountain away. The youth he brought was also standing on the stone platform like he was back then. With every move he made, he knocked with an aura that was even stronger than back then!

Looking at the wave after wave of bell waves, Zhao Huangting’s white hair and long eyebrows fluttered, but he could not help but reveal a knowing smile.

The Sword Bell’s sound was like flowing water.

Wave after wave, each stronger than the last.

The young man’s future would definitely be more exciting than his, Zhao Huangting’s!

Great.

On the limestone road in the distance.

The Daoist of the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan, was shocked. He me saw that the Second Prince, who had released the Purple Qi Golden Lotus, was actually suppressed by the white-robed young man on the stone platform.

How unbelievable was this?

The Second Prince was carrying the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!

It was a magical item that had condensed 200 years of providence and bloomed only once. If he could perfectly absorb the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus, the Second Prince could step into the peak of the eighth realm without any calamity or tribulation and have the qualifications to break through to the ninth realm!

However, he was actually suppressed by the young man to the stone platform!

“Impossible! Even invincible aura can’t do it!”

“There’s something strange about this young man!”

The Venerable of the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan, said firmly.

Beside him, the Jiangling Prince, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, stared at the young man in white with a deep gaze. There was a strange look on his elegant face.

As the Ancient Demon Five Animals refined the body, boundless demon qi spewed out from his flesh.

That demon qi stirred the Jiangling Prince’s emotions.

He stared at the handsome and demonic youth and could not help but stick out his tongue and gently lick the demonic red corner of his lips.

In the depths of Sword Pool Palace, at the entrance of a squarish house.

The old man leaned against the door. Heat waves surged in the room. On the sword furnace, the Earth Immortal Fire seemed to be resounding and intensifying under the bell waves!

The old man with a head full of sword hair and silver threads pursed his lips and closed his eyes slightly. He listened to the bell waves in enjoyment. His wrinkled face piled up into a long-lost smile.

“The Sword Souls in the Sword Tomb are cheering. Every forged sword seems to emit a clanging sound, as if it’s responding to the young man’s knocking…’

“The sword is holding this young man up. It wants to hold him up to the sky and bring him to the divine position!”

The old man tilted his head and continued to listen to the increasingly high-pitched bell wave. Every inch of flesh and blood on his body trembled with it.

“Good, good, good!”

In the room, the furnace seemed to roar. The flames that rushed up seemed to turn into a distorted face that devoured the red-hot sword embryo on the furnace!

Sparks flew and lit up the darkness in the room.

The rain that fell from the sky was shattered.

The potholes and water accumulated on the limestone road in the streets and alleys of Jinguan City were rippling.

Countless commoners grabbed the swords at their waists and walked onto the streets. They were filled with shock and reverence as they looked into the depths of Jinguan City, in the direction of the Sword Pool Palace.

Whether it was the peddlers, scholars, servants, or the singers in the brothels, they were all carrying swords. At this moment, their swords were trembling with the surging bell waves.

They gripped their swords tightly, awe written all over their faces.

At the same time.

In front of the Sword Pool Lake.

An Le had long fallen into an immersive state. The Qi Blood in his body was boiling. At this moment, the Divine Sword Body was almost completely connected to the Sword Bell.

As the bell waves and sword cries washed over his body, his entire body seemed to distort slightly..