Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Therefore, everyone united more closely, trying to work together to fight against that mysterious restriction.

However, fate had other plans. Just then, the Taixu Bell rang out again with a deafening sound. "Clang..." This time, the sound was even more intense than before, as if it were about to tear the entire space apart.

At this moment, everyone's soul trembled violently, and countless chaotic images flashed through their minds, as if they had experienced a nightmarish baptism.

Immediately afterwards, an even more powerful force suddenly erupted, sweeping across the surroundings like a storm.

This was no longer a simple shock, but a direct attack on the depths of everyone's soul. Instantly, everyone felt unprecedented pain, as if countless invisible blades were cutting into their souls.

In an instant, all the cultivators were thrown back by this force and then crashed heavily to the ground.

Although most of them were injured but not in mortal danger, their eyes were filled with disappointment and resentment.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the first group of cultivators ended in failure.

"Damn it, I was so close to getting close to the Taixu Bell!" a rogue cultivator lying on the ground muttered to himself.

His voice was filled with confusion and bewilderment. He hadn't expected that such a simple probing would provoke such a strong backlash.

Another rogue cultivator sighed, "It seems the restrictions on this Void Bell are far beyond our imagination; it's impossible to break through them easily."

When the dust settled, the rogue cultivators scrambled to their feet, each one disheveled and exhausted. They stared at the Great Void Bell with terror in their eyes, their gazes filled with awe and helplessness.

At this moment, the powerful figures watching from the sidelines were experiencing mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

They originally thought that with the strength of these rogue cultivators, they could at least make a preliminary investigation into the restrictions around the Taixu Bell, but now it seems that things are far more complicated than they expected.

Zeng Zhixing stood not far away, seemingly having anticipated this outcome.

As several groups of cultivators at the Dao Cultivation Realm took turns attacking, they were all blasted away by the powerful restrictive force surrounding the Tai Xu Bell, and the atmosphere on the scene became increasingly tense.

Nevertheless, countless cultivators are still eager to try and break the restrictions of the Taixu Bell to obtain this legendary treasure.

However, reality is always cruel. The next few groups of cultivators at the Dao Cultivation Realm were still blasted away by the powerful restrictive force. They tried various methods, but they were still unable to break through that invisible barrier.

As time went on, when it was Lu Chen's turn to go on stage, his expression turned ugly.

This is because he is the only cultivator left in the Nascent Soul Realm. Therefore, Lu Chen has only two options: either give up or form a group with the other nineteen Transformation Realm cultivators.

This outcome immediately sparked considerable discussion. Some said Lu Chen was just unlucky, while others suggested he should have simply given up.

Anyone would know that a cultivator in the Nourishing Dao Realm who is grouped with a group of experts in the Transformation Dao Realm whose strength far surpasses his is bound to suffer a bad outcome.

Worse still, this group not only included the Holy Son of the Yanwu Holy Sect and his disciples, but also Gu Nanqiao from the Gu family, as well as several Transformation Realm experts from the Dandao Holy Sect. The presence of these people would only make the outcome worse.

As he walked towards that group, a burst of laughter immediately erupted around him, with some cultivators even directly mocking him:

"Gentlemen! Sometimes, being a good-for-nothing isn't scary; what's scary is being a good-for-nothing with bad luck."

"Hahaha..." His words immediately drew a burst of laughter.

Lu Chen did not respond to this, but only glanced at the other person indifferently, and then went straight to the back of the line.

He knew that any verbal sparring with this group of fools would be futile; after all, he had killed cultivators at the Transformation Realm before.

Then Lu Chen and the others flew together to a flat area halfway up the mountain, and each of them used their cultivation techniques to carefully approach the Taixu Bell.

As the group gradually approached the Taixu Bell, that invisible pressure returned. The air seemed to freeze, and each step forward required a tremendous expenditure of divine energy.

Lu Chen felt that the pressure around him was much greater than when he approached the Taixu Bell before. He thought to himself, "It seems that what Zeng Zhixing said before was true. So what special means does he have? Otherwise, why would he suggest forming a team? I don't believe that he really cares about everyone."

"Everyone be careful, this force is stronger than we imagined," Zeng Zhixing suddenly warned.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint light appeared on the surface of the Taixu Bell, followed by a deep chime.

"Clang..." The sound was like a call from the heavens, ancient and profound, shaking everyone to their core. At that moment, everyone's soul trembled, as if struck by some mysterious force.

Upon seeing this, Lu Chen immediately activated the Chaos Dao Life Technique, rapidly circulating his divine essence within his body in an attempt to resist this sudden impact.

Fortunately, he was prepared. Although the terrifying power seemed strong, it was only slightly stronger than a full-force attack from a Dao Transformation Realm expert for Lu Chen, and was still within his tolerance range.

As for the others, they were all circulating their own techniques, desperately resisting as if they had reached their limits.

At the same time, Lu Chen kept a close eye on Zeng Zhixing's every move, and sure enough, he discovered some clues.

When the bell rang, a powerful yet subtle force of the Great Dao Law surged from his body.

It was precisely because of this power that Lu Chen discovered that Zeng Zhixing was not only unaffected by the restriction, but also appeared quite relaxed. "This guy is definitely up to something."

In that split second, Zeng Zhixing's lips curled up slightly, and a smug glint flashed in his eyes.

He quickly took out a yellowed talisman from his sleeve. The talisman was engraved with complex and mysterious patterns and shimmered with a faint light.

With a flick of his finger, the talisman instantly transformed into a stream of light and flew towards the Taixu Bell. Immediately afterwards, a huge bell-shaped phantom appeared out of thin air and quickly enveloped the Taixu Bell.

"Oh no, that kid's going to take the Taixu Bell." Lu Chen was startled and immediately realized what was happening. He knew that if Zeng Zhixing succeeded, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In an instant, Lu Chen secretly flicked his finger, and a terrifying divine energy quickly condensed into a thin needle, which shot towards the illusory bell like lightning.

At the same time, the others also took action, each displaying their unique skills in an attempt to stop Zeng Zhixing. Clearly, none of them wanted Zeng Zhixing to take the Taixu Bell.

One of the Dao Transformation Saint Emperors of the Dan Dao Saint Sect waved his hands, and several sharp sword energies flew out from his sleeves, piercing straight at Zeng Zhixing.

Meanwhile, another cultivator summoned a bronze mirror, its surface shimmering and releasing beams of dazzling light in an attempt to prevent Zeng Zhixing from approaching the Taixu Bell…