Chapter 459 - 460: Heaven-Covering Bell

The Innate Spirit was speechless.

’Where did all these morons come from? They have no idea how strong Su Mo is, yet they still dream of killing him.’

’A bunch of imbeciles!’

Jiang Ruoxue asked worriedly, "We’re just letting them go like that?"

"Don’t worry. Su Mo’s strength is far beyond your comprehension. Not only will they fail to kill him, but he will turn the tables and kill them all."

The Innate Spirit said lazily.

’Although she was unwilling to admit it, Su Mo was indeed powerful—an existence even she couldn’t handle.’

’Maybe only at her peak could she have rivaled him.’

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruoxue’s heart trembled.

’That’s hundreds of Martial Emperors and Semi-Saints... and they still can’t kill one Su Mo?’

’Has Su Mo really become that unimaginably powerful?’

Back on the mountain...

Su Mo looked up at the rift in the sky. "So this is the void rift the Meteor Ancestor was talking about? Looks pretty high up."

The void rift was high above the nine heavens, hundreds of thousands of meters in the air.

Good thing he could fly now.

Otherwise, even if he knew there was a Divine-level secret inside, he’d never be able to reach it.

BOOM!

Su Mo stomped on the ground and shot up toward the void rift.

WHOOSH!

The moment he drew near, a terrifying void storm surged out from the rift, leaving a series of fine, bloody scratches on his body.

Hm?

Su Mo stared at the scratches on his body in astonishment.

’This stuff can actually hurt me.’

Ever since he started his Cultivation with the Nine Dragon Invincible Technique, this was the first time his physical body had ever been wounded.

It was a testament to the power of the void storm.

No wonder the Meteor Ancestor had hidden the Divine-level secret here.

Without Saint Level strength, no one would dare approach this void rift unless they had a death wish.

POW!

Su Mo reached into the void rift. A Bone Flute shot out, and he snatched it from the air.

RUMBLE!

A terrifying wave of energy pulsed from the Bone Flute.

"This is Divine Power? Such terrifying strength!"

Su Mo exclaimed in shock.

This Divine Power was still untamed, yet it was already this formidable. If someone were to refine it, it would surely become even more powerful.

The Divine Level was truly worthy of being considered unrivaled under heaven.

Su Mo’s eyes lit up. "If I bring this Divine Power back with me, couldn’t I create a new Divine-level Powerhouse?"

But his excitement quickly faded.

Only an expert at the Saint Level Great Perfection Realm could withstand Divine Power, and Qingyang City had no one of that caliber.

After all, Qingyang City’s rise to prominence had been too recent.

It couldn’t compare to the various Sacred Lands, whether in terms of powerful experts or deep-seated foundations.

"Sigh..."

Su Mo sighed and put away the Bone Flute that held the Divine Power.

However...

A cold voice suddenly startled him. "Brat, what did you just put away? Hand it over. Now."

"Who’s there?"

Su Mo looked in the direction of the voice.

What he saw almost shocked him.

Down below, hundreds of Martial Emperor experts stood packed together like a dense forest.

Leading them were four Semi-Saints.

Su Mo said in surprise, "Did I just poke a Martial Emperor’s nest? Where else would so many Martial Emperors come from? And... four Semi-Saints."

Old Monster Ding stepped forward. "Brat, you don’t know who we are, do you?"

"I don’t!"

Su Mo shook his head.

He hadn’t just forgotten their names; he’d never even seen them before in his life.

Old Monster Ding announced proudly, "My surname is Ding. Others call me Old Monster Ding. The men beside me are Family Head Wang Teng, Patriarch Wei, and Fellow Daoist Lei. We were all sent by the great King of Reincarnation."

"The King of Reincarnation?"

Su Mo asked, "You mean to say you’re here to kill me?"

"That’s right!"

Old Monster Ding declared proudly.

Su Mo glanced at Old Monster Ding and the others, then sneered. "Heh, the King of Reincarnation sent this many people to kill me? I’m terrified."

Huh?

Seeing Su Mo’s playful grin, Old Monster Ding’s expression stiffened, and his mind went blank for a moment.

’This brat isn’t afraid?’

’He should know we have hundreds of Martial Emperors and four Semi-Saints here. Not even the Fallen Star Sect Master would dare to take us lightly.’

Yet Su Mo seemed completely unfazed.

’Could it be that he’s so brazen because he’s confident he can escape?’

Old Monster Ding turned his head. "Fellow Daoist Lei, I’ve heard you possess a supreme Treasure, the Heaven-Covering Bell, that can seal heaven and earth. Is that true?"

"I do indeed possess such an item!"

Fellow Daoist Lei said proudly.

Old Monster Ding suggested, "Then bring out the Heaven-Covering Bell and seal this area. We can’t let this brat escape from right under our noses."

"Hmph. I doubt he’s capable of that," Fellow Daoist Lei said, but he still took out the Heaven-Covering Bell, tossed it into the air, and began forming a hand seal.

"Seal!"

As a series of Magic Formulas struck the Heaven-Covering Bell, it swelled in the wind, releasing a powerful restrictive force that sealed the entire Meteor Dojo.

Instantly, everyone felt an immense pressure descend upon them.

It was as if they had been completely cut off from the outside world.

Fellow Daoist Lei announced with cold arrogance, "I have now sealed this space. From this moment on, no one leaves without my permission."

"What a fine Treasure!"

Old Monster Ding said, his voice laced with envy.

Fellow Daoist Lei chuckled. "And now, it’s like shooting fish in a barrel."

With that, the men turned to look at Su Mo with mocking smiles.

Su Mo asked, "You just said that without your permission, no one can escape from here, right?"

"That’s right!"

Fellow Daoist Lei said proudly, "Brat, if you had tried to run right away, you might have had a slim chance of survival. But now, you’re a turtle in a jar, you understand?"

"Heh. In a moment, I’ll show you who the real turtle in the jar is."

Su Mo said with a grin.

’Originally, I wasn’t sure I could kill every last one of them. I was worried a few fish might slip through the net.’

’But now, I don’t have to worry about that anymore.’

’As long as I kill the one surnamed Lei, all my problems will be solved.’

"Hey, the brat’s not scared?"

"It sounds like he thinks we’re the ones trapped in a jar."

"Calling us the trapped turtles? Looks like the brat’s lost his mind."

The men all sneered.

Fellow Daoist Lei warned, "Brat, it’s not too late to pull back from the brink. Otherwise—"

Before he could finish his sentence—

SWOOSH!

A massive hand descended from the sky, slamming Fellow Daoist Lei into the ground.

Fellow Daoist Lei was stunned.

He hadn’t even seen Su Mo move before he was completely subdued.

’How did he do that?’

Su Mo said coldly, "I was planning to kill you first anyway. But you were so damn loud you were about to burst my eardrums. You forced my hand."

POW!

With a single kick, Fellow Daoist Lei exploded into a mist of blood.

"What?"

The scene stunned everyone present.

Fellow Daoist Lei was a Semi-Saint, after all.

And yet...

’He was insta-killed by Su Mo in a single move?’

Patriarch Wei said, dumbfounded, "Old Monster Ding..."

At that moment, Old Monster Ding was equally dumbfounded.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined this outcome.

After snapping out of it, Old Monster Ding shouted a warning, "Everyone, be careful! There’s something strange about this brat! Fellow Daoist Lei was only killed because he let his guard down!"