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Chapter 1409 Twelve voices, the only one of all ages

clang!

Immortal King Bell, the tenth ring.

Immediately after the tenth ring was heard, countless masters within the peaks became completely silent.

Completely dumbfounded.

Above the battlefield of the promotion ceremony, Ji Qingshan's originally relaxed and casual attitude when talking to some disciples and elders suddenly changed, and his face suddenly became stiff.

Song Mubai was even more stunned. Standing on the battlefield below, he seemed to have turned into a statue.

Deep in the mountains, in the extremely mysterious Supreme Hall, all nine old people's eyes popped open, they stood up suddenly, and looked at each other.

"who!"

"Who rang the tenth bell!"

One of them said: "Is it Ji Qingshan who has broken through himself?"

"impossible!"

Another old man shook his head: "No one has ever been able to break through in the past. Even if they could, it was deliberately hidden during the first assessment. Ji Qingshan hid his talent and only fully revealed it today?"

The third old man's eyes flashed with lightning, and he showed a gesture of great anticipation and relief. His voice rang out: "The Immortal King's Bell rings ten times, the appearance of Immortal Blood!"

Above the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Emperor is the most powerful one.

However, almost 70% of the most powerful people in the Nineteen States of Eternal Time have only managed to integrate their nine Heavenly Beads into one.

There are also 20% of the most powerful people who have given birth to the blood of immortals.

Only the last ten percent, or even a handful of masters throughout the ages, can gather their blood and then give birth to the Immortal Wheel.

If the most powerful people are divided into three stages, those who can ring the Immortal King Bell nine times will hopefully enter the first stage: integrating the nine Dzi Beads.

But by ringing the Immortal King Bell ten times, there is hope of entering the second stage: the birth of Immortal Blood.

clang!

After about ten breaths of silence, the sound of the Fairy King Bell sounded again.

Immortal King Bell, the bell rings eleven times.

"No...impossible!"

"How could anyone make the Immortal King's Bell ring to the eleventh hour?"

The nine elders looked at each other, their originally withered and old faces, and their eyes showing a heavy light.

"The bell rings eleven times, the appearance of the fairy wheel!"

One of the old men had a loud voice, almost growling.

Beings like them, who have been cultivating for countless years, have long been overwhelmed by the collapse of the mountain, and are not worried about anything. They can look at anything calmly.

Even though Ji Qingshan, who was rarely seen in a hundred thousand years, appeared, none of the nine of them actually showed up to accept disciples.

However, at this moment, all the nine masters could not sit still.

Are there any masters who can ring the Fairy King Bell eleven times?

have!

Throughout the ages, there have only been four people.

But it is a pity that three of them never reached the peak of the realm. They all encountered various hardships, died midway, were killed by powerful enemies, or disappeared mysteriously.

Only one person reaches the top.

That person...

He is the Master of the Immortal King Palace, the real master hidden behind the Immortal King Palace, the truly invincible, supreme and undefeated one.

Even if we look at the powerful person who stands at the top of the entire Nineteen States of Eternity: the Master of the Immortal King Palace.

The Master of the Immortal King Palace is the master who gave birth to the Immortal Wheel and reached the third stage of being the most powerful.

In this world, among the most powerful people alive in this era, the number of existences known to have given birth to immortal wheels cannot exceed the number of ten fingers on both hands.

clang!

At this moment, the sound of the Immortal King Bell resounded across the mountain tops again.

The bell rings twelve times.

In the Supreme Hall, the nine old men looked at each other. For a moment, there was endless shock and horror in each other's eyes.

"Eternally Sovereign!"

These nine old people almost said these four words in unison.

Throughout the ages, no one has ever rang the Immortal King's Bell twelve times.

Once upon a time, the master of the palace told them personally that if someone could ring the Immortal King's Bell twelve times, that person would be the most powerful person in the world.

What is the concept of eternal supremacy?

This means that he has stood at the top of the Nineteen States of Eternity, has the opportunity, the qualifications, and the possibility of becoming the true number one person in the Nineteen States of Eternity.

"This matter must be kept completely confidential. Heaven knows and the earth knows it. I and the other nine people know about it. We will discuss it with him after the palace master comes back!"

One of the old men said solemnly at this moment: "We and the nine others cannot show up, otherwise they will definitely bring disaster to him. Let me see who is the one who rang the twelve bells of the Immortal King..."

Of course, Ye Han didn't know everything in the Supreme Hall.

At this moment, in front of the Immortal King's Bell, Ye Han finally put down the hammer of the bell, and his whole face turned pale.

There was an inexplicable feeling of exhaustion all over my body.

The bell rang twelve times, and this final strike gave Ye Han the feeling that all the strength, energy, blood, and martial soul inside and outside his body had been exhausted.

The first nine sounds can be done at will. With Ye Han's strong foundation, he can fully support his wanton consumption.

But by the tenth sound, the consumption of one's own heritage has been extremely astonishing.

The eleventh sound consumes half of the body's energy.

The twelfth sound is already on the verge of running out of oil.

He knew that twelve sounds was the limit.

"Elder Qilan, now, do I have the capital for you to ask the palace master to use the sky-viewing mirror?"

Ye Han turned around, ignoring the other dull faces, but looked at Master Ziqiong and Elder Qilan.

"Yes, Ye Han, I promise you this. After the promotion ceremony, I will help you move the sky mirror!"

Elder Qilan took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the shock in her heart, and forced herself to calm down.

"No!"

Ye Han shook his head seriously: "After the promotion ceremony, it will be too late."

"I want... to activate the sky-viewing mirror now!"

Ye Han stared at Elder Qilan.

As soon as they looked at each other, Elder Qilan nodded: "The palace master is not here, so I will go to the Supreme Palace and ask for the consent of the Supreme Elder."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the promotion ceremony battlefield!"

Ye Han took one step forward, his body instantly rose up, and headed back towards the battlefield of the Promotion Ceremony.

The strong men followed, as if they had just woken up at this moment.

The Immortal King's Palace has exploded, and countless disciples, law enforcers, elders...all are in shock from top to bottom.

The people who came from the Destruction Soul Palace, the Dao Sword Palace, the Xuanhuang Sect of Heaven and Earth and other major forces had their eyes extremely cold and their expressions were extremely ugly, as if they had eaten shit.

At the end of countless gazes, at the top of the void, Ye Han's body looked like the shadow of a god of war, overlooking all living beings.

Over the battlefield of the Promotion Ceremony.

Ye Han came to the sky step by step, his eyes sternly scanning the world.

When Zhu Qiang's eyes were all focused, he looked coldly at Song Mubai and Ji Qingshan.

"Aren't my talents strong enough?"

Ye Han's tone was extremely cold, without any emotion.

In front of the empty platform in front of him, Ji Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Han from a distance of less than a hundred meters.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to spit out words, but his throat seemed to be dry and he could never really make a sound.

"explain!"

Ye Han's voice was like thunder, suddenly ten times louder.

"Is my talent strong enough?"

In his eyes, a breathtaking light surged.


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