At this moment, the Donghuang Bell emanated supreme might, as if an endless Divine Mountain descending from the Celestial Realm, forcibly pressing down upon Shushan.
The mountains, once rising like countless sword blades, now collapsed under the weight of the Donghuang Bell, the spectacle terrifying beyond words.
Vast swathes of rocks tumbled, shattered fragments flying, dense dust billowed like rolling waves, engulfing the entire Shushan Sword Sect beneath it.
Ear-splitting sounds echoed through the heavens and earth, reverberating endlessly.
As time passed and Jiang Che found not the slightest sign of life, he gestured toward the Donghuang Bell crushing Shushan from above.
Instantly, the towering Donghuang Bell, its surface blazing with violet spiritual light, contracted greatly, transforming into a streak of violet stream that crossed the skies and returned to Jiang Che's hand.
