Chapter Thirteen: Fierce Battle at Jiebi Mountain, Obtaining the Nine Dragon Bell

  Yang Le put away the Heaven's First Golden Blade and returned to the desert sky along the way he came. Just as he was getting excited, he found Yun Tian staring at him with a worshipful gaze, making Yang Le feel uneasy.

  Ignoring the admiring gaze of Yun Tian, and without explaining his previous actions, he quickly turned around and left.

  Yang Le and Yun Tian had been flying over the desert for more than a month, and on this day, they saw from afar a green undulating line at the distant horizon, which was a range of high mountains.

  Yang Le and Yun Tian were increasingly astonished as they approached the mountain range that seemed to stretch across the entire horizon. They saw that the giant peaks, which were at least ten times higher than the usual mountains of the desolate wilderness, were everywhere, and many of them were even tens of millions of feet high, standing upright like sharp swords, as if they wanted to pierce through the sky.

  "Ah, I remember now. That's the Boundary Mountain, the largest range in the Desolate Expanse, with the most numerous peaks and the highest giant peak, known as the Billion Mountain Range. The desert beneath our feet is a desolate wasteland spanning hundreds of billions of miles. As long as we cross the Boundary Mountain, then cross the endless marshes and the Canglan Deep Forest, we'll reach the Forbidden Prairie where the World Tree is located." Yun Tian suddenly exclaimed in realization.

  "However, I've heard that inside the Boundary Mountain, there are many ferocious beasts and some demon kings who have transformed from spiritual roots and herbs, dividing the region to rule. We might have conflicts in the past. Even some heavenly divine beasts are lurking in some deep mountains and dense forests, and there are also hidden caves of great masters."

  Suddenly, a green light flashed by, and Yang Le and the others landed on the waist of a mountain range that was hundreds of millions of miles long and thousands of feet high. Just as they were about to rest for a while, they heard someone discussing something from a hundred miles away. Yang Le and the others quietly moved forward, and when they arrived at the source of the sound, they saw that it was two small monsters with incomplete transformations - one had the head of a tiger and the body of a human, and the other had the head of a pig and the body of a human.

  The tiger-headed, human-bodied little demon said to the pig demon: "That day, I, Tiger Grandpa, single-handedly raided eighteen strongholds, slaughtered in all directions, and snatched back the black bear's concubine, the fox spirit, as my fifth wife."

  "Alright, alright, you're bragging again. It's not me who's hitting on you, when have you ever beaten Hei Xiong? Every time you see him, you run away with your tail between your legs." The pig demon retorted.

  "I'm not bragging, but I've recently made a breakthrough in my cultivation, so I ventured into the Black Bear Fort alone and snatched that fox spirit I've been lusting after for so long. The taste is truly wonderful!" said the tiger demon with a lewd expression.

  The pig demon was shocked: "You broke through? Who would believe it, you're always talking nonsense and exaggerating, when have you ever told the truth?"

  The tiger demon's face turned red with anger as he faced the pig demon's sarcasm, "Who said that? Today I'll tell you a huge secret, don't get scared, okay?"

  The pig demon sneered: "You're bragging again, wait till the old cow finds out and she'll skin you alive."

  The tiger demon ignored the pig demon's sneer and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I heard that our Liuli Dajun will attack Wan Rangshan, Bingyeshan and other surrounding mountains in a few years, dominating the region. By then, our status will rise rapidly."

  The pig demon's face was filled with incredulity, and he hastily said: "Really? You should know that our Liuli Dawang is only slightly different from the other mountain kings. For example, there's the king of Wan Rong Mountain, who possesses the renowned heavenly beast Deep Sea Black Dragon bloodline of the Primordial Chaos, the Ice Dragon. With just one breath, it can freeze an area of ten thousand miles and fly through the skies, summoning wind and rain. And then there's the Seven-Eyed Ice Toad from the Bing Hui mountain range, a Primordial Chaos species. You must have heard of its power? I heard that when the Seven-Eyed Ice Toad used only five of its eyes' power, it chased away all the surrounding demon kings who had come to attack together, including our Liuli Dawang at the time! If I were to say so, if not for that Seven-Eyed Ice Toad being in a state of deep sleep all day, perhaps it would have already unified all the surrounding regions by now."

  Hú yāo listened and his confidence wavered, but he hesitated and said: "But I heard that our Lí Shì Dà Wáng recently obtained a powerful treasure, the Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure. With just a slight shake, the heavens and earth would lose color, one's body and mind would split apart, and one would be left powerless. It seems that Dà Wáng said it was something that could make those demon kings not even worth mentioning in his presence after being refined for some time, and also said he wanted to dominate several tens of mountain ranges within a billion miles. Hey, have you heard what the Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure is?"

  "I've never heard of 'Xiantian Lingbao' before..."

  Yang Le and Yun Tian were no longer interested in listening to the rest of the conversation, as they were more concerned about the so-called Li Da Wang's Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure. It was worth noting that Yun Tian, as a direct descendant of the Wood Clan's Saint Ancestor from the six major saint clans of the Eastern Wilderness, did not possess even one Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure, which showed just how rare they were.

  The two pairs of eyes met, and they saw the eagerness in each other's eyes. Action speaks louder than words, so the two quietly followed behind the two little monsters to find the lair of their master, the Great King of Demons.

  Yang Le and the two little demons followed behind, walking in a zigzag pattern for three hours before seeing the two demons enter a cave with abundant spiritual energy, where cranes flew together in harmony.

  "Be a little patient and I'll take you into my palm-sized universe. After I go in, I'll let you out again."

  Yang Le said to Yun Tian beside him.

  "It's okay, look," Yun Tian said, his hand pinched into a mysterious seal, and instantly, Yun Tian disappeared without a trace in front of Yang Le, not even leaving a hint of breath.

  Yang Le saw Yun Tian mysteriously disappear, and for the first time, he took seriously the strength of the twelve great sacred tribes that dominated the Hongyuan. The twelve great sacred tribes that dominated the Hongyuan were not ordinary people, they must have a deep foundation, and their hidden strength was immeasurable.

  Yang Le carefully examined the Golden Domain, and only then did he faintly sense a discordant note beside him. Afterwards, Yang Le also transformed into a cosmos witch true body the size of a grain of rice, and after calling out to Yun Tian, he used his flying technique to silently traverse the sky, directly charging into that blessed land.

  Yang Le and Yun Tian saw thousands of small monsters that were not fully transformed on the way, and hundreds of them had completely transformed into human form. Their strength was only at the level of heavenly gods, and a few even reached the power of true gods. Except for a few small monsters patrolling and standing guard, most of them were drinking and eating meat in their own caves, laughing and having fun.

  The entire mountain peak can be said to have been hollowed out, with dense cave tunnels crisscrossing inside, layer upon layer of dwellings extending downward. The further down you go, the larger and more exquisite each cave becomes, and naturally, its master's aura grows even more vast.

  When Yang Le and Yun Tian infiltrated the deepest level, what entered their eyes was a space of hundreds of miles in circumference. They only saw pavilions and buildings, willows swaying gently, with spiritual energy enveloping the entire cave like a misty smoke, appearing and disappearing. Yang Le couldn't help but praise that the current Demon King's taste had become higher and higher.

  Yang Le and Yun Tian lifted their spell, revealing their figures.

  "I think the one they call the Lixing Yao Wang is inside, cultivating and refining the Xiantian Lingbao. With his strength, it would take at least 180 million years to fully refine the Xiantian Lingbao. But with the power of the initial refinement of the Xiantian Lingbao, plus our own strength as cultivators of the Zhishen sect, are we still afraid that we can't defeat him?" Yang Le chuckled mischievously. Just thinking about getting another Xiantian Lingbao made Yang Le extremely excited.

  Yang Le controlled the innate Gangjin spiritual energy within a million feet, gathering to form a giant knife of a million feet, carrying an atmosphere of destroying heaven and earth, crashing into that cave like a fairyland. "Boom", a loud noise shook the entire mountain peak, flying rocks, and dancing gray dust filled the sky.

  A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and from a massive chasm, a somewhat gaunt middle-aged man flew out, with a magnificent silver-white bronze bell on his head. Nine dragons with bared teeth and claws vividly swam across the surface of the bell, their elegant postures exuding an aura of inviolable majesty.

  "Zhongpin Xiantian Lingbao!" Yang Le and Yun Tian exclaimed in unison.

  That thin middle-aged man's expression tensed up as soon as he heard the words "Xiantian Lingbao", and then he saw that Yang Le's aura was almost identical to his own. His heart suddenly calmed down, thinking that maybe the news had leaked out. The thin middle-aged man sneered and said: "Since you know something you shouldn't know, I'll send you on your way and test the power of my Xiantian Lingbao."

  After finishing, he patted the innate Lingbao Jiulong Zhong on his head, and a loud and distant bell sound rang out. At this time, the mountain peak could no longer bear it, and it collapsed with a loud noise. Yang Le was slightly dizzy due to the sonic attack of the Jiulong Zhong, and his head was throbbing in pain. Seeing that Yun Tian was still in a daze beside him, he quickly pulled Yun Tian, broke through the rocks, and flew up into the air.

  At this time, Yun Tiancai slowly came back to his senses, feeling a bit frightened. If the middle-aged man had attacked again just now, he might not have been able to keep his life.

  Yang Le as a witch, does not cultivate the origin of God, nor cultivates the heavenly way. The soul and body are perfectly combined, fighting against heaven and earth, only cultivating oneself, breaking through the sky with force, ultimately transcending the universe, seeking great freedom and self-satisfaction.

  In this desolate world, the gods and demons have some similarities with the training methods of the Xian people in the Pangu world legend. The gods and demons are all based on their own cultivation laws, forming a soul, memory, and law-awareness fusion to form a divine core. As long as the divine core is not destroyed, there is still a chance for rebirth. However, the gods' immunity to law attacks, especially spiritual attacks, has greatly weakened, unless they have a treasure that can defend against spiritual attacks. Therefore, those who cultivate laws (i.e., those who cultivate the Heavenly Way) are extremely dependent on magical treasures.

  Yang Le saw this situation and made up his mind to end the battle quickly, otherwise Yang Le might be fine, but Yun Tian would be in danger. Moreover, the longer the battle lasted, other nearby demon kings would come to join in on the fun and discover the Xiantian Lingbao, which would be troublesome!

  All he saw was the thin middle-aged man who had just flown up, and he began to laugh loudly: "You see, this is the power of Xiantian Lingbao. As long as you surrender to me, I can spare your lives..."

  The words were not yet finished, when Yang Le suddenly took out the Golden Blade of Heaven and Earth from his palm, silently disappearing from the original place. The middle-aged man's loud laughter stopped abruptly, just as he was on guard, but in vain. Yang Le appeared beside the middle-aged man like a ghost, and just as the middle-aged man thought of using the Xiantian Lingbao Jiulong Zhong to attack, his whole body suddenly shook violently, even his thoughts came to a halt, and his movements were frozen in that instant, it was an ephemeral beauty.

  Yang Le wielded the Xiantian Divine Sword and slashed it heavily on the bell wall of the Jiulong Zhong, only to see the Xiantian Lingbao Jiulong Zhong let out a mournful cry. A fissure that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye split open on the bell wall, and the middle-aged man's head fell off, severed from his body. Without the protection of the Jiulong Zhong, the golden knife sliced through the middle-aged man from top to bottom, cutting him in two, as if it were slicing through air itself, with unparalleled sharpness.

  That congenital spiritual treasure, the Nine Dragons Bell, was about to escape when Yang Le timely activated the Dry Heaven Divine Communication in his palm and retrieved it.

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