Thousand Autumn Bell

The shadow hidden in the depths of the valley was like a towering mountain, surrounded by clouds. Even though it did not emit any aura, it still felt oppressive.

Even though the bell made no sound and just sat there quietly, Feng Xia could almost hear the melodious sound of the bell. It transcended space and time and echoed in the depths of one's soul.

The Thousand Autumn Bell was a treasure made and refined by the first Sect Master of the Thousand Autumn Valley.

The bell that protected the Thousand Autumn!

"How do you feel, Brother?"

After taking more than ten breaths, Liu Chuanyuan turned around and said proudly, "This is the Thousand Autumn Bell that even the royal family of Xuanwu Kingdom is afraid of. At the same time, it is also the greatest capital of the Thousand Autumn Valley!"

No matter who it was and no matter what cultivation they had, everyone would feel deeply shocked when they first saw the Thousand Autumn Bell.

It was said that the Dao Platform expert from the Xuanwu Kingdom's royal family had once descended on Mount Canglan with the intention of completely destroying the Thousand Autumn Valley with a single strike.

However, when this expert saw the Thousand Autumn Bell sitting silent in the depths of the valley, he seemed to have been frightened. Without a second thought, he escaped from the mountain ranges of Mount Canglan and issued a ban thereafter.

As long as the Thousand Autumn Bell was around, the Thousand Autumn Valley occupants could be suppressed and tortured , but they could not be exterminated!

"If you want to talk about feeling…"

Feng Xia was clearly shaken. He rubbed his chin for a long time before letting out a faint sigh. "This bell has been left here for so long. Is it really not past its expiration date?"

Liu Chuanyuan: "?"

Wait, what is an expiration date?!

Watching the man's reaction, Feng Xia could not help but shake his head. "It has been at least 600 to 700 years since that first Sect Master was still active, right?"

Liu Chuanyuan nodded in a daze. "That's right. Be it during the golden age, or the difficult years after that, the Thousand Autumn Bell has always been a part of our sect's destiny."

"Then when did the Thousand Autumn Bell last chime?"

"Probably… 695 years ago. Before the first Sect Master passed away, he used this bell to kill many powerful enemies and established the Thousand Autumn Valley as the most important holy land."

"Then that's it." Feng Xia shrugged and pointed into the distance. "Almost 700 years have passed, but this bell has not rung again. How do you know it's still intact?"

"…"

Liu Chuanyuan could not help but choke as his eyes widened.

For a moment, he actually felt that Feng Xia made sense!

Even their own intrinsic treasures needed to be refined at all times and maintained diligently in order to unleash their greatest power at critical moments…

Although this Thousand Autumn Bell was made by the first Sect Master, it also needed to follow the same logic!

"In—in that case…" He turned his head a little stiffly to look down the valley at the Thousand Autumn Bell.

Heavy shadows casted down with a deadly silence. The air seemed to have completely frozen, and it felt even more oppressive than usual.

—Just as it had done for centuries, the Thousand Autumn Bell sat quietly in the depths of the valley. It had not made a sound for a long time.

"N-no way!"

Suddenly, Liu Chuanyuan let out a hysterical cry. There was no longer any elegance on his face. He suddenly activated his entire lifetime's worth of vital energy, and his figure flashed past like a streak of light, heading straight for the deepest part of the Thousand Autumn Valley.

"The first Sect Master's cultivation is at Heaven Ascension Realm. How can the Thousand Autumn Bell that he made using his whole life's efforts be affected by the passing of time…"

He suddenly stopped in his tracks and stopped muttering.

That was because at that moment, Feng Xia was already one step ahead of him. He reached the massive Thousand Autumn Bell and pressed his palm gently forward. Then… he left a clear handprint on the side of the bell.

A few tattered pieces of metal clattered off the edge of the palm print.

Feng Xia pushed harder.

Crack!

The thick wall of the bell seemed to have become rotten wood. He penetrated it easily, leaving a dark and terrifying hole.

There were even cracks starting to spread on both sides of the hole. From afar, it looked like a narrow eye had grown on the wall of the bell, silently opening up and staring at the newcomers.

"This …"

Liu Chuanyuan's breathing almost completely stopped at this moment.

He was stunned, dumbfounded, appalled…

All kinds of negative emotions, more turbulent than a flood breaking through a dam, enveloped him in an instant, swarming Liu Chuanyuan's mind immediately!

Feng Xia shook his head regretfully and looked at the big bell again.

"I just know that something was wrong. So that's the problem."

Admittedly, there were many other artifacts that could last longer than their creators. However, such existences would come with many restrictions.

Even if there were all kinds of extraordinary powers in this world, it had already been 700 years after all. Before it finally fell silent, the Thousand Autumn Bell had probably experienced a huge and tragic battle and suffered considerable damage…

"If you had repaired and refined this bell in time 695 years ago, perhaps it might have retained a certain amount of power, but you all actually… actually…"

It did not take a genius to be able to understand what happened.

The treasures left behind by the first Sect Master = strong, invincible, awesome and formidable.

Hence, the whole group of people really did not do anything and just left the Thousand Autumn Bell there for 700 years!

Sometimes, inertia of thought was really such a terrible thing.

If this bell had a spirit, it would definitely have shouted before it died.

"I feel like I can still be saved!"

"Ah—"

"No, that's impossible …"

Liu Chuanyuan stood up shakily and looked at the pitch-black hole in a daze. "If the power of the Thousand Autumn Bell is gone, why would that person from the royal family…"

"Perhaps that person simply sensed that the Thousand Autumn Bell's days are numbered and gave up the idea of fighting head-on. Instead, he chose to stall for time. When the Thousand Autumn Valley completely loses the protection of its guardian, he will be able to take you down without the need for any bloodshed."

With the current strength of the Xuanwu Kingdom's royal family, it would be easy for them to take down the Thousand Autumn Valley once the power of the Thousand Autumn Bell was gone.

The royal family had been making frequent moves in recent years to infiltrate and pressurize the Thousand Autumn Valley step by step. Perhaps it was because the "expiry date" of the Thousand Autumn Bell was approaching!

Feng Xia rubbed his chin thoughtfully. He looked through the hole he had made and into the void within the Thousand Autumn Bell and was suddenly stunned in the next second.

"What … is this thing?"

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