Chapter 1125, An Ancient and Serene Bell Toll

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

*Dong…* Suddenly, a deep, and resonant sound echoed through the vast Starry Sky.

 

It was the toll of a bell.

 

However, what set this toll apart from the normal bell was that this single toll seemed as though it had traveled from the depths of antiquity, resonating from an era long past.

 

It was incredibly profound and majestic, so much so that countless beings, even their very Souls, trembled slightly at its sound.

 

At the same time, countless eyes turned toward Yu Zi Yu, the source of this sound, where they saw a golden radiance slowly rising from him.

 

Upon closer inspection, it was the manifestation of a bell, expanding continuously, until it completely enveloped Yu Zi Yu’s towering form.

 

On the outer surface of the bell, Suns, Moons, Stars, Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind revolved ceaselessly.

 

While on the inner surface, mountains, vast lands, and countless races of the Starry Sky faintly emerged.

 

And faintly, a radiant prismatic hue began to bloom from it.

 

“This is…!?”

 

“Impossible! Impossible!”

 

“Are you kidding me?! How could it appear here?!”

 

…

 

Alarmed cries broke out everywhere, as one might figure after another gasped in disbelief, and blood drained from their faces.

 

Even the figures hidden in the starry void, the Dream Dragon and Nether Dragon Serpent, had their expressions twisted in shock.

 

However, none were more shaken than the ones who had just closed in on Yu Zi Yu—the Nether God and his allies.

 

*Booooom…* A thunderous roar reverberated through the sky, as the Shadow Lord, wielding the Shadow Blade, stabbed fiercely toward Yu Zi Yu’s True Body.

 

However, in the very next moment, the golden phantasm of the bell emerged, stopping his Shadow Blade’s advance in place.

 

Surprisingly, the Shadow Blade, which was famed for its unparalleled offensive prowess, failed to pierce through even the thin, ethereal surface of the bell.

 

*Sizzle, sizzle…*

 

Sparks flew everywhere, as a torrent of Shadow Energy surged from the Shadow Blade, yet it could not shake the bell in the slightest.

 

“How… How is this possible?” Dazed and speechless, the Shadow Lord stood frozen.

 

Meanwhile, unlike him, the Nether God, whose mind had already been consumed by the Demonic Spirit, was charging recklessly toward Yu Zi Yu’s True Body.

 

However, before he could even get close, the dazzling phantasm bell had emerged.

 

*Booooom…* With an earth-shattering collision, the Nether God slammed into the bell, and his body twisted grotesquely from the impact.

 

And before he could recover from this impact, another deafening explosion erupted.

 

*Booooom…*

 

From the Suns, Moons, Stars, Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind ceaselessly revolving across the outer surface of the bell, the flame circling the bell’s surface happened to brush past the Nether God.

 

*Aaaahhh!!!* A shriek of unparalleled agony tore through the battlefield, while Nether God was suddenly engulfed in flames.

 

An indescribable torment instantly ravaged his being.

 

Even his Netherworld Divine Armor, unable to withstand the flames, let out sorrowful wails.

 

…

 

“The… the… the Eastern Emperor!” A voice filled with sheer terror echoed from within Netherworld Divine Armor.

 

However, before anyone could utter another word…

 

*Dong…* Another mighty toll of the bell resounded, and the golden ring that had tightly shackled Yu Zi Yu suddenly began to expand, trembling under the bell’s powerful reverberation.

 

The bell swelled larger and larger, forcing the ring to stretch and strain in response.

In that moment, the golden ring and the phantasmal bell seemed to be locked in an unyielding contest of will.

 

Suddenly, without warning, an infinitely ancient voice suddenly reverberated through the Starry Sky, “Even your First Master dares not challenge me…”

 

The voice was calm, yet it carried an unfathomable weight.

 

And in that instant, the phantasm bell stopped growing, but only for a fleeting moment.

 

The next moment…

 

*Dong…* Another toll reverberated, shaking the entire galaxy.

 

This toll was like the very voice of the Heavenly Dao; it was indescribably terrifying.

 

And the moment it resounded…

 

*Crack…* Like something shattering, the golden ring that had bound both Yu Zi Yu and the bell’s projection, fractured.

 

Even more frightening, the golden ring itself let out a sorrowful cry.

 

And this was the Eastern Emperor Bell—the oldest and most terrifying of all Imperial Artifacts.

 

Even if this was merely a projection, its power was beyond comprehension.

 

As the bell’s chimed surged outward, the entire universe blazed with divine brilliance. Even the Starry Sky itself lost its color to its brilliance.

 

The awe-inspiring might of the Eastern Emperor was now revealed in full.

 

…

 

According to the legends, the Eastern Emperor Bell carried infinite mysteries and boundless fortune. It could not only imprison time but also suppress space. What more, it could reflect any kind of attack, and ignore the damage of all Divine Abilities.

 

It was an Artifact of absolute offense and defense.

 

There was even a legend that whoever stood beneath the Eastern Emperor Bell would remain undefeated.

 

Once, many had doubted such claims, but now…

 

Countless mighty beings, even those hidden in the deepest reaches of the cosmic void, had no choice to believe it, for they had witnessed it with their own eyes.

 

The Gigantic Tree, that seemed to overshadow the entire Heaven, with just a projection of the Eastern Emperor Bell above its crown, had forced four Imperial Artifacts into retreat.

 

And with a single bell chime, it had shattered the most mysterious of Imperial Artifacts, the Vajra Ring.

 

And this was only a projection.

 

The might of a Primordial Artifact was truly terrifying beyond words.

 

…

 

Nonetheless, for all the shock felt by the world, none could compare to Yu Zi Yu’s own experience.

 

A profound and inscrutable force was protecting him, enveloping his being.

 

At this moment, Yu Zi Yu felt as if he stood beyond time, beyond space, beyond even the stars themselves.

 

Everything—all attacks, all forces—was cut off from him.

 

Even ‘destiny’ itself had been severed by the Eastern Emperor Bell.

 

Looking outside, he noticed that only a few breaths had passed, but within the bell’s projection, it felt as if a hundred years had flown by.

 

It was an incredibly profound and unfathomable experience.

 

…

 

“Thank you, Elder, for your assistance.” Yu Zi Yu said sincerely, his voice filled with heartfelt gratitude.

 

“You are the one I have chosen. It is only natural that I help you.” a majestic, ancient voice echoed within his Soul, shaking Yu Zi Yu’s very Spirit.

 

[Chosen!? Does this mean I’ve been acknowledged by the Eastern Emperor Bell?] However, before he could dwell further, Yu Zi Yu suddenly felt a sudden shock surge through his body.

 

The power from the deepest depths of the Tenth Realm, under some mysterious guidance, began frenziedly reconstructing his form.

 

A process that should have taken days, or even weeks, was now more than halfway complete within a few heartbeats.

 

His body grew stronger and stronger. An earth-shaking power began to fill him.

 

“Elder…” A soft murmur escaped him, his gratitude deepening.

 

He understood that the Eastern Emperor Bell was not just shielding him, but also guiding him toward a true, perfect breakthrough, ensuring that his breakthrough would be flawless.

 

…

 

“Even if I had not intervened, you would have still survived… However, without my help, your breakthrough would have been ruined… Such a rare chance to reach the Seventh Order. What a waste it would have been if you fail here…”

 

Hearing this, Yu Zi Yu fell silent.

 

It was true, even if the Eastern Emperor had not helped, he had other means of survival.

 

For instance, the Tree Heart he had left within Tundra.

 

That was his second life, he could have been reborn and cultivated anew.

However, that would mean losing centuries of painstaking cultivation.

 

Even if he could retrain his strength, his opportunity for the Seventh Order would be lost forever.

 

After all, for Yu Zi Yu’s True Body, the Immortal Tree, to reach this stage, it had taken countless fortuitous encounters.

 

It was a journey that could not be duplicated.

 

Though he would not have truly died, he would be as good as dead.

 

His path to Transcendence would be ruined, and he would be burning with nothing but vengeance.

 

Thankfully, the Eastern Emperor Bell had intervened. It had truly saved him.

 

A cold glint flickered in Yu Zi Yu’s eyes as he gazed beyond the bell’s projection, at the figures looming outside.

 

They had almost destroyed his path to ascension.

 

[Good… Very good…]