Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer Chapter 478 - 477: Donghuang Bell, Extreme Sacred Weapon Cla

It’s a bell.

An enormous, world-shattering ancient bell covering millions of miles.

It looms over this world.

Everyone is within the bell, gazing at the radiant golden light at the edges, marking the bell’s boundaries.

The pressure brought by the bell’s appearance is suffocating for nearly everyone.

In that instant.

Not only did other distant demon lands tremble, but a dignified bell sound also faintly resonated across the Great Thousand Upper Realm.

Countless Quasi-Saints were secretly alard.

"Another Extre Sacred Weapon!"

"So many are contending for that opportunity in the Outer Demon Land?"

Nurous forces were shocked by this.

At that mont.

On Buzhou Mountain, Ksitigarbha, usually calm and collected, also showed a displeased face.

"The Donghuang Bell!"

He gritted his teeth a bit.

For those four won were on the verge of entering the Nether Lord Banner, but with the Donghuang Bell’s ergence, another powerful force kept them suspended mid-air.

"The Demon Ancestor of the Demon Race Celestial Court has arrived."

"So, he never intended to give up on this opportunity..."

Standing not far away in the void, the Great Ming King watched with increasing concern.

Diting and the Six-Eared Macaque were even more at a loss.

They thought the matter was about to be settled, but now, another formidable character appeared!

"By enveloping this land with the Donghuang Bell, do you intend to refine everyone?"

Ksitigarbha, whose progress was interrupted, was exceptionally furious, roaring into the void, causing the Eight Desolations to tremble.

Finally.

At the supre height of the sky.

The Demon Ancestor descended.

Though terd a Demon Ancestor, he appeared in human form, clad in a genuine dragon robe, trailing in the void.

The dragon robe was adorned with patterns of Primordial Strange Species, exuding an ancient primal aura.

On his head was a crown adorned with Phoenix feathers.

The dangling pearl strands exuded imnse majesty, crafted from the Dragon Pearls of pure-blood Dragon Race.

The Demon Ancestor trod the sky step by step, turning the void into a golden avenue.

The Long-ard Ape, whose spiritual sense was protected by Princess Iron Fan, saw the Demon Ancestor’s appearance with mixed emotions and couldn’t help but lower his eyes.

Princess Iron Fan again pleaded, "Demon Ancestor, they are insignificant, please spare them."

The Demon Race, born with double pupils, looked exceptionally imposing when indifferent. With hands behind his back, he nonchalantly said, "This matter can be discussed later."

The Demon Ancestor turned to Ksitigarbha, "I didn’t expect you to prepare so thoroughly, even bringing the Extre Sacred Weapon. Aren’t you afraid your painstakingly built Slaughter Sea will fall to the Nether River?"

Ksitigarbha’s face was cold, "A Dao Field versus Nuwa’s opportunity, which weighs heavier, but I’ve overlooked you. Bringing out the Donghuang Bell, aren’t you afraid sothing might happen to the Demon Race Celestial Court?"

He retorted.

"I am different from you. If you and your Extre Sacred Weapon leave, no one will stop the Nether River in the Slaughter Sea."

"If I leave, no one dares invade the Celestial Court."

The Demon Ancestor, with hands behind his back, gazed domineeringly upon the world.

"Indeed."

Ksitigarbha nodded, suddenly his eyes fierce, "But, you have the Donghuang Bell, I have the Nether Lord Banner. Who will ultimately seize this opportunity is not certain!"

As his words fell.

A towering Ghost Mansion appeared behind him, clusters of eerie green Nether Fire illuminating the starry sky.

The grand Nether Lord Banner swayed fiercely.

This realm began to vibrate violently.

Countless black qi surged from the Nether Lord Banner, rushing towards the four won, attempting to forcibly consu them.

The Demon Ancestor expressionlessly struck with his hand.

The ancient bell’s sound, seemingly coming from primordial chaos, clashed with the black qi like a roaring sea.

Golden and black, the energies of two great sacred weapons, surged tumultuously in the starry sky.

Perhaps intentionally.

The two contending energies left a blank space to prevent the four in the air from turning to ash.

But the demons within millions of miles weren’t so fortunate.

The terrifying ripple from the Extre Sacred Weapon clash almost caused the entire world to collapse.

Countless demons were obliterated in the bell’s toll.

An Ancestor Immortal Level giant demon, swept by the black qi, instantly turned to sludge.

Even Buzhou Mountain began to crack inch by inch!

And Lin Heng and the Long-ard Ape relied solely on Princess Iron Fan’s protection, or they’d struggle to withstand the Extre Sacred Weapon’s power in their current state.

Diting and the Six-Eared Macaque hid behind the Great Ming King.

Although the Great Ming King had issues with Ksitigarbha, they were ultimately on the sa side, thus she wielded Five-Colored Divine Light to protect Diting and the Six-Eared Macaque.

But soon, Ksitigarbha, forcibly wielding the Saint’s Treasure, felt the strain.

He urgently called to the Great Ming King, "Bodhisattva, please lend your strength!"

The Great Ming King’s gaze wavered, seemingly hesitating.

Ksitigarbha urged, "He has trapped this world with the Donghuang Bell. If the Bodhisattva doesn’t aid , we’ll all be refined by him!"

The Great Ming King furrowed her brows, recognizing the situation’s urgency. She imdiately soared into the starry sky, channeling Quasi-Saint Power like rivers and seas into Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha, seizing the montum, frantically shook the Nether Lord Banner, enveloping the heavens with black qi.

"Princess Rakshasa, quickly aid !" the Demon Ancestor also called out deeply.

Princess Iron Fan didn’t hesitate, leaving a Rakshasa shadow to protect Lin Heng and the Long-ard Ape. Then she, with her entire kingdom’s phenonon, joined the Demon Ancestor.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she departed.

There was a flash of white light in the distance.

Lin Heng and the Long-ard Ape vanished without a trace.

"Hmm?"

Princess Iron Fan’s beautiful eyes narrowed with surprise, but the Demon Ancestor urged, "Ignore the others, focus on the Nether Lord Banner!"

Evidently.

Though he was strong enough to suppress Ksitigarbha, confronting two Quasi-Saints wielding sacred weapons was sowhat taxing.

Seeing this, Princess Iron Fan had no ti to search for Lin Heng and the others. She rallied her kingdom’s Rakshasa, channeling Quasi-Saint Power to the Demon Ancestor.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A succession of bell tolls tore through the heavens, surging towards the Nether Lord Banner.

Simultaneously, the Donghuang Bell’s radiant glow swept towards the four won at the center, intending to snatch them back.

At this mont, a white light flashed, and a delicate jade hand mysteriously erged from the void.

In a whoosh.

The four won at the center vanished instantly.

"What happened?"

Princess Iron Fan’s eyes widened in shock.

The disappearance of the four won.

Was identical to Lin Heng and the Long-ard Ape.

"Who dares such audacity?"

Both the Demon Ancestor and Ksitigarbha were enraged, never imagining that under the watchful eyes of several Quasi-Saints, amidst the Extre Sacred Weapon clash, soone dared to seize the four won?

This was sheer madness!

"Snatching them under the essence of the Donghuang Bell and Nether Lord Banner, even an extre Quasi-Saint couldn’t do so easily!"

"Could it be..."

The Demon Ancestor and Ksitigarbha exchanged glances, seeing the suspicion in each other’s eyes, exclaiming together in shock:

"Another Extre Sacred Weapon?"

As they spoke.

A sudden change occurred.

Boundless rit and creation surged towards one spot in the void.