Shen Qingzhu, who was trapped in the Donghuang Bell, suddenly froze on the spot.
The moment the Donghuang Bell enveloped him, time seemed to be completely cut off, and his body stopped looking back to a younger time.
"Wuquan?! Wuquan!!" Young Shen Qingzhu seemed to have realized something, hammering the inner wall of the East Emperor Bell with force, and roared, "What are you doing!? Let me out!!"
The interior of the Donghuang Bell is a self-contained space. Even if you hit the wall of the bell harder from the inside, it will not be able to shake the Donghuang Bell at all, and can only make a dull sound.
In this heavy rain of time, the standing Donghuang Bell is like a giant umbrella, silently blocking all dangers and sufferings for Shen Qingzhu...
Donghuang Bell,
Wuquan, who is in the state of [Emperor's Red Blood], exudes a terrifying aura, as if everything in the world is under his control!
"You..." [Key to the Door] was about to say something when his eyes trembled again. He had to hold his head with both hands and fight against the madly counterattacking soul!
When Wu Quan stepped into this battlefield, he also stepped into the realm of backward time. The light of [Emperor's Red Blood] on his body went backwards, and his realm also fell rapidly from the human ceiling!
Wu Quan is younger than Shen Qingzhu and has higher talent. It only took him six or seven years to go from an ordinary person to the ceiling of humanity...
This also means that if time goes back, his death will be faster.
When Wu Quan heard the sound coming from the Donghuang Bell, a complex look appeared in his eyes.
"Brother Qingzhu... the inside of the Donghuang Bell has the effect of blocking the flow of time. You can survive in it..."
"Leave the rest to me."
Wu Quan suddenly raised his palm and smashed it against the bronze clock face under him!
clang--!
clang--!!
clang--!!!
As Wu Quan's level dropped crazily, he had to hit the Donghuang Bell with all his strength to shake it out. The first time his palm fell, a roaring bell swept across and resounded throughout the earth!
The second time his palm fell, a blood-red palm print was left on the bronze clock face. The sound was only slightly louder than the first time;
The third time his palm fell, Wu Quan, who had become an ordinary person, was directly shattered into blood mist by the Donghuang Bell's counter-shock force. His internal organs were also shattered, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, one end of which fell from the Donghuang Bell.
Fell down!
Dang——dang——dang!!!
These three bells echoed between heaven and earth. When Wu Quan's figure fell, he had transformed back into the seven or eight-year-old boy...
"Wuquan!" The young Shen Qingzhu's voice kept coming from inside the bell. His hands were hammering the inner wall of the East Emperor Bell frantically, trying to overthrow or lift it, but with his current physique and strength, he could not shake it at all.
This behemoth.
The boy Wu Quan held on to the outer wall of the Donghuang Bell and struggled to stand up from the pool of blood. Blood gurgled from his broken arm, and his face was as pale as paper.
The roars of [Key of the Door] came one after another from a distance, but the sound became weaker and weaker. In the end, the time domain that enveloped the battlefield retreated to His feet like a tide... and there was silence in the distance.
.
Wu Quan dragged a bloody body and leaned against the outer wall of the East Emperor Bell. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the fire scene with flying ashes...
[Rescue them quickly...The ambulance will be here soon...Brothers and sisters...nothing can happen to any of them...]
【If only...you could survive.】
[Brother Qingzhu...]
【You saved everyone...】
In his memory, he vaguely heard Shen Qingzhu calling his name inside the clock. He was stunned for a long time, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
"The Donghuang Bell is ringing...Brother Qingzhu, you saved everyone again."
He muttered to himself.
As the blood continued to flow, Wu Quan's consciousness gradually became blurred. He leaned on the edge of the East Emperor Bell and slowly sat down on the ground.
I don’t know how long it took, but he seemed to have made up his mind and said softly:
"Brother Qingzhu...Brother Qingzhu? Can you hear me?"
Shen Qingzhu's voice kept coming from the Donghuang Bell, still just repeating those few words. Wu Quan sighed helplessly, "Can't you hear it..."
It was obviously hard for him to muster the courage...
He sat down in a pool of blood, glanced at the corner of the East Emperor Bell from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a long time, and murmured to himself again:
"Then...you have to leave something behind, right?"
He tremblingly dipped his young fingers in a few drops of scarlet blood, and drew something on the ancient bronze clock one stroke at a time... His eyes were full of seriousness.
As time passed little by little, Shen Qingzhu was still hammering the inner wall of the East Emperor Bell, and outside the East Emperor Bell, the scarlet blood pool had soaked the earth, and Wu Quan's consciousness could not control himself and sank into darkness...
When he gritted his teeth and barely finished the last stroke, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth...
"That's it, that's right..."
He admired this rough simple painting, and the last light in his eyes finally receded, and his pale palm fell powerlessly into a pool of blood...
His heart stopped beating.
The strong wind whimpered on the top of the mountain, and in this dead world, it seemed that only Shen Qingzhu's knocking and shouting were left.
On the other side of the mountain, a figure was staggering forward.
"Damn...why is your soul suddenly so strong? Can it break through my shackles??"
"The third covenant, returning from the past...I see...Is this also part of your plan..."
"You and I are integrated...No matter the past or the future...I can see everything, but I can't only see you...You have been waiting for this day, right?"
On the ground in the distance, [Key to the Door] held on to the stone, struggling to steady his body, his pinhole-like eyes uncontrollably distracted,
A ruthless look appeared on his weak face,
"This covenant...can't suppress me for too long...soon...I will be back..."
"When my last bit of consciousness arrives...everything is complete...that's when your soul will be gone...soon...soon..."
Before he finished the last sentence, the black-robed figure seemed to have fainted and fell to the ground on his back.
Tens of seconds later,
The figure slowly sat up.
"Huh..." He raised his palms and gently rubbed his temples, his expression full of exhaustion, "I'm finally back..."
He supported his body with both hands and stood up from the ground with difficulty. Just as he was about to take a step, the upper body that had been chopped into pieces fell down like a broken curtain... If he had internal organs, he would probably have been bleeding all over the floor and died.
He had to stop and touch the cracks with his fingertips. The invisible threads immediately repaired the broken body together, like mended clothes, restoring them to their original shape.
After doing all this, he wrapped his body in a black robe and walked straight towards the Donghuang Bell.