Chapter 452 — The Ancient Bronze Bell
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Her cultivation was not weak, but the arts of the Western Lands did not follow the path of strengthening the self; they borrowed the myriad things of heaven and earth for battle. Compared with cultivators of the same realm in Jingping Kingdom, her own fighting strength was far weaker, and compared with Shen Mu, the Nether Demon Cult Leader who had cut his way here through one slaughter after another, she was weaker still by a great margin.
The Worry-Free Sword was a divine sword besides, unmatched in keenness; it shredded countless rings without losing the slightest momentum, rising from below to pierce in through the woman's jaw and out the top of her head.
A flash of blood appeared on the summit.
Shen Mu recalled the Worry-Free Sword, and before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that most of the rock on the two secondary peaks had fallen away, revealing bodies of brass. These peaks really were bells, not true mountains at all, but bells whose surfaces had been coated in a layer of stone!
Primal weapons of such size, Shen Mu had seen a fair number, but all of them were treasures of sect-guarding rank!
Though the primal weapons of the Western Lands were not so exquisite as those of Jingping Kingdom, a sect-guarding treasure was no small matter: it was forged by a Spirit Bridge expert at the cost of a lifetime's heart's blood, and its might was nothing to scoff at.
"That talisman on the summit must be a seal, holding this mountain giant bound! This giant has most likely been animate for ages, sealed here by its master and kept as a great treasure to guard the clan!"
Shen Mu's eye twitched; he knew at once that things were bad. The mountain giant lifted the two great bells, swung them up, and without a word slammed them together with a thunderous boom, the mouths of the bells aimed straight at Shen Mu!
The mountain giant had not been awakened, it had been sealed. This giant had always possessed a spirit; the Yu family had sealed it here, to be unsealed when need arose and driven into battle, this dreadful colossus!
Clang.
The two giant bronze bells collided, and rolling waves of sound came crushing forward; wherever they passed, the road was folded up in layer upon layer, tumbling toward Long Qilin.
But the greatest threat was not the uprooted road, it was the sound of the bells.
The tremendous clangor of two sect-guarding treasures striking together, a sound like the great bells and grand pipes of antiquity!
"The great clans of the Western Lands are this ferocious! Fatty Long, don't move!"
Shen Mu could not help but marvel. His primal energy erupted, and countless runes and sigils swirled around him, wrapping him and Long Qilin together.
The annihilating sound wave came roaring in, but before it reached Long Qilin, those runes and sigils had already formed a teleportation array; the teleportation art was triggered, and Shen Mu vanished together with Long Qilin.
The next moment, Long Qilin and Shen Mu appeared about a li away. Had he triggered the teleportation art alone, he could have traveled twenty or thirty li; carrying one person, he could still manage more than ten. But carrying a monstrous bulk like Long Qilin, a single li was already his limit.
Yet a distance of one li was far too short for that mountain giant; a single stride of its leg could surely span more than ten li!
Shen Mu looked back and saw the post road where they had just been fly up like a silk ribbon snapping in the wind, and then the road shattered in the raging sound wave.
The sound waves from those two bronze bells destroyed more than twenty li of road; wherever they passed, they truly pulverized everything!
"The mountain giant has no magic power at all; it strikes the great bells with sheer strength alone, and the might is this terrifying. Truly remarkable."