Chapter 917: Chapter 911: Breakthrough, Half-Step Ancestral Realm! The Consciousness Inside the Hidden Clock_1
The small Slay-Immortal Sword Array surged with sword light.
"clang clang clang!"
A series of bell sounds rang out, and the infinite sword light of the sword formation instantly froze in place.
It was as if time within the great formation had come to a halt.
Luo Yu's eyes widened in an instant.
He was shocked for the first time!
This was the Slay-Immortal Sword Array, the legendary super killing formation of Huaxia lore, capable of reversing yin and yang, and yet it couldn't shatter a small bell.
Moreover, it was frozen by the bell's sound?
How could this be possible? It was utterly inconceivable.
But the reality was right before his eyes, he believed this small bell was an unimaginable treasure, especially since it had appeared after the System vanished.
"clang——"
Waves of bell chimes rippled out as the black surface of the small bell peeled away, revealing a body of pure silver color, radiating with divine luster.
Its value was beyond words, and the mysterious sensation it gave off was indescribable, within that sanctity, there was also a hidden dominance.
As though it could burst forth at any moment.
"Retrieve——"
Luo Yu trusted that the treasures parsed out by the System would not harm him, and upon seeing a discovery to be explored, he immediately retracted the Slay-Immortal Sword Array.
"swoosh swoosh!"
The Four Divine Swords flew back, entering the Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Only the small bell remaining floating inside the room, emanating a divine silver glow, with waves of ancient and profound aura spreading out.
Luo Yu attempted to force a drop of blood from his fingertip, spattering it onto the surface of the small bell.
It was directly repelled, splashing against the wall.
Luo Yu's eyes narrowed.
"Hmm?"
"What's with this maneuver? Does it disdain my blood?"
The small bell stopped trembling and hovered unwaveringly in place, without any further movement.
Luo Yu waited for a while and then decided to take initiative himself.
He carefully split off a strand of his Divine Spirit and sent it into the interior of the small bell for investigation.
No sooner had his divided spirit touched the surface of the small bell than Luo Yu himself felt that he heard a majestic bell chime, and he instantly fainted.
Within his unconsciousness, he seemed to witness a battle that shook the world.
Simply incomprehensible warfare.
The entire universe served as a battlefield, a group of people in ancient attire were struggling against beings shrouded in black fog.
Countless meteorites turned to dust, millions of planets were shattered, obliterated within the energy storm.
Luo Yu saw among them a towering figure, soaring between heaven and earth, wielding a giant axe as if splitting the cosmos itself, striking it on a vast cloud of black fog, which emitted a boundless evil aura together with an indescribable sinister feeling.
He also saw a burly man pulling a golden divine bow, and in an instant, an arrow shot forth, as if it could pierce through time and space, appearing millions of miles away in a blink, annihilating everything in its path, and finally penetrating a towering shadow within the black fog.
There was an old man riding a green ox, with a simple movement of his hands, he threw out a steel ring, shattering stars, piercing the void; and another clad in Taoist robes, holding a green longsword, lightly brandishing it as boundless sword light surged out, even sending out the Four Divine Swords and laying down the Slay-Immortal Sword Array.
And there was more—to look beyond, there were great seals traversing the void, engraved with the words "turn the heavens"; and there was a Golden Tower, emitting endless divine light, blinking and capturing countless stars and strong figures among the black fog. In the midst of it all stood a Treasure Tree emitting seven-colored divine light, incredibly brilliant, sweeping away all things.
"Where is this!"
Luo Yu watched everything around him in shock, entirely from the perspective of an onlooker.
With his current Cultivation Level, he actually couldn't see the limit of these people's cultivation, nor grasp what level they were at.
All he felt was that although he didn't understand, he was greatly shaken.
No!
He had a faint suspicion about the identities of these people in his heart, but he dared not imagine it was true.
Could it be that the legendary figures of Huaxia really existed?
Did they merely disappear after a certain battle?
Or were they still fighting on another battlefield, protecting Earth or perhaps the star field or universe that Earth is part of?
Luo Yu had no way of knowing all this.
Because the information he knew was far too little; he didn't even know who caused him to transmigrate, let alone why the System turned into a small clock, and who left the Slay-Immortal Sword Array for him.
But he felt that although the former him might have known nothing and been far from the truth, he was now getting closer and closer to uncovering it.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel excited and passionate.
After all, he had always wanted to become stronger, for only by becoming stronger could he protect the ones he loved, confront all crises, and survive through them.
As it turned out, he had indeed done so.
In Soul Land, his prowess had reached the pinnacle, earning the respect and admiration of the strong, blocking the abyss, eradicating the Divine Realm, and even defeating the Ghostly Ten Heavenly Kings who attempted to destroy Douluo. But the loneliness and boredom following invincibility were what he faced.
Yes, he had women, and his women were excellent.
But a man's world isn't only about women, there should also be places filled with passion, worthy of strife.
Now, Luo Yu had found something interesting.
That was to figure out how the System came to be, why he was the one to transmigrate and not someone else.
What exactly was the scene he saw, and where had the gods of Huaxia gone?
Luo Yu believed that the small clock would definitely give him a clue, and even if it didn't, he could still leave Soul Land to explore.
Of course!
He still had to get married first. With so many charming and beautiful wives, was he supposed to leave them unmarried for the new year?
Luo Yu's thoughts were racing, but in the outside world, only a moment had passed.
He watched the battlefield, convinced no one would notice him.
But suddenly, a thought struck him, and he looked up, only to see an elder not far from him, watching him.
Luo Yu's scalp tingled.
How...how could this be possible?
This should only be a projection of a past time conjured by the small clock; how could anyone see him?
This was nonsensical, impossible.
He quickly looked around and saw beings engulfed by black fog attacking the elder, but as they merely approached him, they were automatically extinguished, dissipating like smoke.
Luo Yu was shocked.
What terrifying power was this?
Had he taken action?
No.
At this time, the entire battlefield's void faced collapse, the dark energy surged as if some supreme being was about to descend.
The elder smiled faintly and finally stepped down into the pitch-black depth of the void.
Luo Yu was stunned.
He was absolutely certain, the elder could definitely see him, definitely.
Because there was no one else near him, yet the elder smiled towards this direction.
Before he could even ponder the elder's identity, Luo Yu only felt a buzzing in his head and was swiftly pulled away from the scene.
A dull groan came from the room, and Luo Yu found himself on the bed.
Rubbing his head, he sat up.
He discovered that the silver-jade small bell, which had previously been lying obediently in his palm, was now giving Luo Yu a feeling of a blood connection.
This enigmatic small bell had, at some unknown time, quietly accepted a master.