A bell that has not sounded for three hundred years

Lin Feng unleashed his Dark Martial Soul to the extreme, his body soaked in sweat, almost holding his breath.

So powerful, this sword energy reached the sky and the earth, like thousands of swords striking at once, the sound of the sword energy tearing through the air even drowning out the thunderous explosions.

As Lin Feng wielded his sword, he was also shocked. The powerful sword energy from all directions had reached an unpredictable level. At this moment, he couldn't even stop, as stopping would be torn to pieces by this sword energy. This was a situation Lin Feng had never imagined.

"How could it be so strong?" Lin Feng's mind raced. These powerful sword energies were not something he could release with his strength alone. Even a strong person in the Spiritual Martial Realm might not be able to achieve this.

"Since I started using the Thunderous Sword Technique, I have accumulated sword energy with each strike, gradually increasing its strength to what it is now," Lin Feng muttered to himself as he continued his movements.

"At this point, this sword energy has become a force, an unstoppable force of the sword."

"Although Han Man is only at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, every step he takes seems to merge with the earth, borrowing the power of the earth. It is precisely because of this borrowed power that he can exchange three punches with a person at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm and still force them back."

Lin Feng suddenly thought of Han Man's battle with the person at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, and a sense of enlightenment rose in his heart. He had thought that Han Man, being an Earth Martial Soul, could borrow the power of the earth, but now Lin Feng seemed to realize he was wrong. Power is everywhere. Just like at this moment, the sword has become a force, unstoppable.

Also, when he used the Nine Waves to bombard the bells and drums, the bells and drums rebounded the attacks, and when he used the Thunderous Sword to bombard the bells and drums, the bells and drums rebounded the Thunderous Sword attacks.

You see, these eight bells and drums originally had no attack power. They rebounded the Nine Waves because they borrowed the momentum of the Nine Waves, and they rebounded the Thunderous Sword because they borrowed the momentum of the Thunderous Sword.

"Momentum!" A smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. His movements changed, and the heavy swordsmanship became light and graceful again, as light as clouds and gentle as the wind.

In the Wind and Cloud Gorge, the stage of life and death, two figures descended from the sky.

Seeing these two, all the disciples of the Yunhai Sect were solemn, with a hint of nervousness in their hearts, and at the same time, they were shocked. The Butcher and Brother Linghu Heshan were truly remarkable to even attract the attention of the Sect Master and the Great Elder.

"Sect Master, Great Elder," everyone bowed respectfully, welcoming the two titans of the Yunhai Sect.

"Zhanpeng pays his respects to Sect Master Nangong and Elder Mo," Chu Zhanpeng stepped forward and slightly bowed, his handsome face still smiling.

"Master Chu, how have you been?" Nangong Ling nodded to Chu Zhanpeng, standing casually with the demeanor of a master.

"Master Chu, how have you been?" Nangong Ling nodded to Chu Zhanpeng, standing casually with the demeanor of a master.

"Return to Master Chu, my father is well. He asked me to greet Master Chu on his behalf." Chu Zhanpeng's father is the current Sect Master of the Haoyue Sect.

Nangong Ling nodded slightly, then frowned slightly, saying, "Mo Ye, why is Prince Peng standing here?"

"Return to the Sect Master, Prince Peng has come for our Outer Sect disciple Lin Feng." Mo Ye understood Nangong Ling's meaning and immediately explained Chu Zhanpeng's intentions.

"For an Outer Sect disciple?" Nangong Ling frowned slightly, but Chu Zhanpeng said, "Master Nangong, Lin Feng is the son of my senior sister's second uncle. He has no respect for his elders. Not only did he injure his cousin, but he also insulted his uncle, who is my senior sister's father. Therefore, my senior sister deliberately came to resolve this matter."

Chu Zhanpeng did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of a Sect Master, not directly asking Nangong Ling to hand Lin Feng over to him for handling. Instead, he explained it tactfully. But Nangong Ling, being who he was, could not fail to understand the implications of Chu Zhanpeng's words.

"Mo Ye, how did you handle this matter?" Nangong Ling asked.

Mo Ye did not directly answer Nangong Ling's question, but stole a glance at the Great Elder standing beside Nangong Ling.

"Return to the Sect Master, this child is disrespectful and rebellious. I intend to expel him from the sect."

Mo Ye responded cautiously. After all, if he directly said he would hand Lin Feng over to Chu Zhanpeng for handling, it would certainly displease Nangong Ling. No matter what, Lin Feng was still a member of their Yunhai Sect. How could he be casually handed over to someone from the Haoyue Sect? But if he said he would expel him from the sect first, then whatever happened afterward would be none of the Yunhai Sect's concern. Mo Ye's words were indeed tactful.

Nangong Ling's eyebrows raised slightly. He naturally understood Mo Ye's intentions.

"Sect Master, this person's behavior is harmful even if he stays in our Yunhai Sect. Mo Ye is also considering the sect's interests." The Great Elder, Mo Canglan, interjected.

The people around them were extremely clear-minded. They thought Lin Feng was finished this time. Elder Mo Canglan was also a law enforcement elder of the Yunhai Sect, with a high status. He was also the father of Mo Ye, an inner sect elder. Even he said so, so Lin Feng's fate could be imagined.

"Outer Sect disciple." Nangong Ling muttered to himself, a hint of disappointment in his heart. He did not agree with Mo Ye's approach, but Mo Canglan was an elder of the Yunhai Sect. As the Sect Master, he could not just disregard Mo Canglan's face because of an Outer Sect disciple. He could only sacrifice Lin Feng.

Nangong Ling was about to agree when, at this moment, a distant, clear and loud sound came, like the evening drum and the morning bell, ringing in everyone's hearts.

The crowd's eyes narrowed slightly, puzzled, searching for the source of the sound. But Nangong Ling, the Sect Master of the Yunhai Sect, trembled suddenly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. This was... the sound of bells and drums.

Mo Canglan was also extremely shocked, a flash of a sharp blade in his eyes, looking towards the peak palace. There, on a cliff, the sound of bells and drums had not been heard for a hundred years.

"Keng..." Another resonant and soul-stirring sound of bells and drums resounded, like a celestial melody.

"This is the second sound!" Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with astonishment, then a smile appeared in his eyes. Among the most

 talented disciples of the sect, the ringing of the bells and drums undoubtedly announced the rise of another outstanding talent of their Yunhai Sect.

Nangong Ling's mood was not very good because of Chu Zhanpeng, the Sect Master of the Haoyue Sect. None of the disciples of the Yunhai Sect could contend with him, which was not a good thing for the sect. However, at this moment, Nangong Ling was somewhat excited. It had been more than a hundred years. The bells and drums on the cliff had not rung for a single sound, but today, he witnessed the simultaneous ringing of two bells and drums.

"I wonder which disciple it is who can pass the test of the bells and drums." Nangong Ling secretly wondered who it was that played the bells and drums, and at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten about the things here.

"Keng..." The third sound of the bells and drums echoed over the Yunhai Sect. At this moment, almost everyone in the Yunhai Sect looked towards the direction of the Tianqian Cliff. Most of the disciples only knew that the sound of the bells and drums came from there, but the high-level members of the Yunhai Sect knew that only the sound of the bells and drums from the Cliff of the Bells and Drums would be so distant and heart-shaking.

Nangong Ling also stared blankly at the direction of the Tianqian Cliff. Three sounds of the bells and drums, and the third one appeared. Looking back at the thousand-year history of the Yunhai Sect, it seems that only three hundred years ago, the sound of the bells and drums rang three times!

"Hoo..." Nangong Ling let out a long breath, a hint of ecstasy in his eyes. As the youngest Sect Master of the Yunhai Sect, he seemed to see the rise of the sect.