With a single strike, the hundred-zhang black copper bell suppressed Su Yi within its confines!
Everyone was caught off guard, their eyes wide open.
In the void, the black copper bell resounded, and a dark and bloody underworld emerged around it, with surging blood-colored thunder raging and swirling in an eerie and terrifying manner.
Su Yi's figure was completely invisible, his life or death unknown.
"This..."
The land immortals stood there in astonishment, unable to comprehend how Su Yi, who was previously unrivaled, could be suppressed in just one strike.
Was the possessed body of Su Hongli this horrifying?
And what level of treasure was this black copper bell?
"How could this happen?"
Yue Shichan, Ge Changling, Mu Xi, and others all changed their expressions, feeling a chill in their hearts. No one could have anticipated that Su Yi, who seemed invincible, would suffer such a blow.
For a moment, their hearts were gripped, filled with nervousness and unease.
"Hahaha, Father has suppressed Su Yi!"
Inside the Su Clan, Su Bonong laughed madly, his eyebrows dancing with delight.
In the void, Su Hongli couldn't help but sneer, "You foolish fool, do you think you are worthy to be my son? Dare to speak out of turn again, and I will kill you!"
Su Bonong's expression froze, his smile solidifying. He stood there, his inner joy extinguished by cold water, feeling as if he had fallen into an icy cave. What... what was going on?
On the side, You Qingzhi's face turned pale, lost and disoriented.
She had realized that the current Su Hongli was no longer the same as before!
At this moment, Su Hongli, with his crimson and sinister eyes, stared at the hundred-zhang tall black copper bell and calmly spoke:
"Su Yi, as long as you admit defeat, I will spare your life. Otherwise, under the concoction of the Thunderous Infernal Clock in my possession, you will undoubtedly meet a fate worse than death."
His voice echoed throughout the venue.
Everyone's gaze focused intently on the black copper bell, where the underworld loomed, filled with bloodthirsty thunder and eerie horror.
And at this moment, Su Yi's voice came from within the black copper bell:
"I'll give you a chance. Make your move, and let's see if this little demonic treasure can handle me, Su Yimou."
His voice was calm as ever.
The entire venue fell into a daze, greatly surprised. They were all suppressed beneath the power of that demonic treasure. How could Su Yi remain so composed? Wasn't he worried about being completely suppressed and killed?
"Is that so?"
Su Hongli laughed heartily, his blood-colored long hair flying.
Boom!
His aura turned ferocious and sinister, and his ten fingers moved like playing a stringed instrument, forming various mysterious seals in the void.
In the distance, the hundred-zhang tall blood-colored copper bell started to rotate, and the blood-colored underworld displayed a scene resembling mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Countless blood-colored thunderbolts cascaded down like waterfalls from the black copper bell, causing a tumultuous and thunderous commotion.
At first glance, it seemed as if the void itself was being refined, soaked in a dense blood-red hue, spreading a terrifying aura of destruction.
Whether it was the land immortals or other cultivators, just looking from a distance instilled fear, making their bodies stiff and their faces pale with horror.
No one could imagine the horrifying blow Su Yi, suppressed within the black copper bell, was enduring.
"Su Yi, if you can't bear it, don't be stubborn. I appreciate you a lot. As long as you beg for mercy, I will show you mercy," Su Hongli spoke with a soft, sinister voice that echoed through the heavens and earth.
He was very self-assured, his aura akin to that of a demonic god, intimidating the entire venue.
Only he knew that anyone suppressed within the Thunderous Infernal Clock was subjected to constant bombardment from the "Infernal Blood Thunder," as if trapped in a blood-red purgatory.
Not to mention Martial Masters, even cultivators at any of the three realms of the Yuan Dao would be no different from ants once they faced such an onslaught, inevitably meeting a fate worse than death!
Even during his peak and prime, the might of this treasure was enough to pose a serious threat to the lives of great spiritual cultivators!
And just as everyone was shocked, a voice came from within the black copper bell:
"Is that all?"
Those two words carried disappointment, disdain, and contempt.
To Su Hongli's ears, it seemed like the greatest provocation to his dignity, causing his crimson eyes to narrow and his terrifying aura to surge.
"Hmph!"
Su Hongli let out a violent shout, his blood qi roiling, and a demonic light shot out. He formed a peculiar seal in his hand and fiercely pressed it towards the distant black bell.
Boom!
The black copper bell emitted a blinding blood-red light, shooting into the sky, its might growing even more terrifying.
At this moment, the vast Su Clan estate covering hundreds of acres in the far distance also suffered the impact. Houses collapsed, exquisite towers, palaces, pavilions, and courtyards...
All were ravaged as if by a raging storm, turning into ruins and debris scattered all over the ground.
This sudden calamity left many members of the Su Clan no time to escape, and they perished tragically. The Su Clan resounded with cries of misery.
However, at this moment, no one paid attention to this minor incident.
All eyes were fixed firmly on the black bell. The power of this treasure had become even more terrifying, surpassing its previous might by an unknown degree.
Under these circumstances, could Su Yi, suppressed within it, still hold on?
Su Hongli's breath became somewhat labored. Obviously, continuously exerting himself to operate the black copper bell was taking its toll.
"Su Yi, how does it feel? I know you're not dead. It's because you're strong enough that I've given you multiple chances to beg for mercy."
"But now, you should understand that if you continue like this, even if I want to spare your life, you won't be able to avoid death!"
Su Hongli shouted, displaying an attitude of confident control over the situation.
Everyone felt a chill.
Some senior figures couldn't help but sigh, believing that Su Yi was doomed.
As for individuals like Shi Fengliu, Jihe, and Yun Zhongqi, they couldn't help but feel a trace of regret.
They regarded Su Yi as their enemy and had long harbored thoughts of annihilating him. They had planned to wait for Su Yi to be severely injured and take the opportunity to kill him.
But now it seemed that they no longer had that chance.
"Master."
Lansuo felt anxious and transmitted her voice to Yun Lang.
"Wait a little longer. It's not time to determine the outcome yet."
Yun Lang spoke in a solemn tone, as he naturally realized that although Su Yi was in a precarious situation at the moment, he had not yet met true disaster!
At this moment, Su Yi's voice sounded once again:
"To be frank, as a demonic spirit attached to this treasure, your control over it is truly lousy. If I'm not mistaken, your innate foundation must be damaged, and your spirituality incomplete. You have never truly transformed into a genuine spiritual entity. No wonder you've been suppressed by Su Hongli all these years. You are truly too weak."
His words were casual and plain, but they caused an uproar among the onlookers in the distance.
"Su Yi is fine?"
Shi Fengliu and the other land immortals who had thought Su Yi was destined to die were all astonished, almost unable to believe their ears.
He was unaffected by that terrifying suppression?
How was this possible!?
"Is he really fine?"
Moon Shichan, Ge Changling, Mu Xi, and the others felt a renewed sense of encouragement. The gloom on their brows dissipated to a large extent.
Su Yi's words were full of vigor, just as calm and composed as before. Moreover, he belittled the demonic spirit that had possessed Su Hongli, exposing its worthlessness.
In this situation, who wouldn't understand that Su Yi hadn't truly suffered a fatal blow during these repeated suppressions?
"This is what we call an undecided victory!"
Yun Lang whispered.
Lansuo nodded, visibly relieved.
At this moment, every word uttered by Su Yi pierced into Su Hongli's heart like an unmatched blade, sharp and merciless.
His expression turned incredibly ugly, with a pair of crimson eyes filled with shame, anger, and hatred. His entire aura became fierce and violent.
Even he didn't expect that under his continuous display of exquisite techniques and relentless bombardment with the Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell, Su Yi, a young master at the Martial Grandmaster realm, could actually hold on until now!
What was even more unbelievable was that he seemed to have... glimpsed some of his secrets!!
Taking a deep breath, Su Hongli's eyes revealed a murderous intent as he said, "If you don't accept a toast, you have to drink a forfeit. I gave you a chance, but since you refuse it, then die!"
He suddenly leaped into the air, both hands hovering in the empty space.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
One after another, crimson and eerie divine rainbows surged out from him, resembling countless sharp swords as they rushed into the black bell.
Buzz~
The bell rang out loudly, and the black body of the bell unexpectedly turned blood-red, as if it were oozing blood. It appeared eerie and terrifying, causing a large area of the nearby void to sink deeply, unable to withstand the ferocity of this treasure.
The prominent land immortals in the distance all retreated in fear, their foreheads covered in cold sweat. The power released by this treasure was too terrifying, forcing them to go all out to dissolve it while also having to retreat!
Boom!
At this moment, the colors of the sky and earth changed, and the winds and clouds surged. The aura of the Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell caused the entire area within a thousand zhang to tremble, showing signs of collapse and destruction.
This was undoubtedly too terrifying.
In the void, Su Hongli gasped heavily, his face pale and transparent. It was obvious that after unleashing such an attack, he had severely depleted his own strength.
"This time, can you, Su Yi, survive?"
The corners of Su Hongli's lips curled up, his blood-red pupils filled with coldness.
He was certain that even if a Spiritual Dao cultivator were trapped within it, they would inevitably suffer heavy injuries, let alone Su Yi, a young master at the Martial Grandmaster realm.
However, something that astonished everyone happened—
"Just this?"
Once again, Su Yi's familiar indifferent voice resounded, still carrying those light, airy two words. But this time, there was no trace of disdain or contempt, only a thick sense of disappointment.
It seemed like enthusiasm had waned, replaced by boredom.
It seemed like high hopes had turned into nothing but illusions.
It seemed like the endless waiting had ultimately become a fruitless endeavor.
Even Su Hongli, who had been possessed by the demonic spirit, froze in place. He could hear the disappointment conveyed in those two words and couldn't believe that Su Yi had the audacity to be so arrogant.
Just then, another light sigh escaped from Su Yi.
Then, under the gaze of everyone's incredulous eyes, the hundred-zhang-high Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell in the void violently trembled and suddenly shrank continuously.
In the end, the treasure transformed into the size of a palm and fell into a slender and fair hand.
Splash~
Following that, the nearby void, filled with the shadow of the Abyssal Prison and the blood-colored thunder, flowed into the black bronze bell without leaving a single drop.
Then, a tall and slender figure appeared in that space, dressed in a jade-like blue robe, exuding a detached and ethereal aura. With one hand supporting a black bronze bell and the other holding the devastating Extinction Sword, he stood there casually, resembling a deity overlooking the mortal realm.
This scene left Feng Liu, Jihe, Yun Zhongqi, and others, who had thought that Su Yi was bound to die, dumbfounded and completely stunned.
What is... going on?
Although Yue Shichan, Ge Changling, Mu Xi, and others were equally astonished by this scene, when they saw Su Yi escape unscathed, they couldn't help but feel relieved, and a hint of relief appeared at the corners of their eyes.
"The young master is like an immortal, controlling the winds and rain with a wave of his hand!"
Master Yunlang couldn't help but sigh.
In the void.
That tall and ethereal figure seemed like an immortal, detached from the world.
The previously terrifying and awe-inspiring Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell that had frightened the land immortals with its divine might now shrank to the size of a palm, hovering above Su Yi's left palm!
Who could have imagined that under such a crushing oppression that could make even Yuan Dao cultivators despair, Su Yi could escape unscathed?
This was simply a miracle!
"You..."
Su Hongli widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe or accept it.
"Surprised? I was just curious before, curious about the origin of this treasure, so I willingly let myself be trapped just to experience its mysteries."
Su Yi spoke and couldn't help but let out a light sigh. "Who would have thought that although this treasure can give birth to such an incomplete and defective demonic spirit like you, it has clearly suffered severe injuries, rendering its power one in ten. It is truly disappointing."
In short, this Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell, although powerful, is ultimately flawed, and the flaws are quite serious.
Everyone was shocked by Su Yi's words, only now realizing that Su Yi's previous weakness was not due to his own strength, but because he willingly chose to be trapped...
At this moment, the demonic spirit that had possessed Su Hongli seemed out of control, hissing, "Who are you? How do you know so much?"
His voice echoed through the heavens and the earth, revealing a mix of anger, confusion, and a hint of desperation.
A Martial Grandmaster realm young master who could withstand the power capable of killing any cultivator in the three realms of Yuan Dao, who wouldn't be astonished, who wouldn't be perplexed?
Su Yi ignored Su Hongli.
He swept his gaze around and saw a devastated scene within a thousand zhang, filled with ruins and scorched earth. In the distance, countless spectators were in a daze and trance-like state.
Even the land immortals were filled with uncertainty,
This place, once bustling and prosperous like water,
Now resembled a desolate battlefield in ruins, with smoke and cold silence.
"It's time to end it."
Su Yi muttered to himself, his calm voice echoing like a ethereal wind in the world.
Then, he flicked his finger on the black bronze bell.
Dang!!!
The sound of the bell roared like fury, transforming into a substantial blood-red torrent rushing towards Su Hongli in the distance.
Su Hongli intended to dodge, but his body was uncontrollable, firmly held by the sound of the bell. He could only watch helplessly as the blood-red sonic wave approached.
"No—!"
The demonic spirit possessing Su Hongli screamed, his eyes filled with rage.
He was once united with the Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell, but now he not only lost control over it, but also fell under the suppression of its power!
Boom!
The blood-red sonic wave collided with Su Hongli, and amid the splashing light rain, a phantom-like blood-red figure forcefully flew out of his body.
Upon closer inspection, this phantom appeared as a fusion of blood-red light and shadows, indistinct in appearance, writhing and undulating all over, emitting the same aura as the Abyssal Thunder Penalty Bell!
Undoubtedly, this was the demonic spirit!
Su Yi flicked his finger again.
Dang!!!
Ripples of blood-red sonic waves turned into a vast and all-encompassing net, covering the sky and descending. The blood-red demonic spirit let out a terrified scream and turned to flee.
But where could it escape to? In the blink of an eye, it was already trapped under the blood-red sonic waves, experiencing a series of violent explosions, suffering from dreadful injuries.
"Su Yi, spare my life, and I will submit to you, swear to serve you until death!"
The blood-red demonic spirit let out a panicked and agonized howl.
Dang!
In response, another bell sound resounded, and the blood-red sonic wave was like a heavenly blade, slashing at the trapped blood-red demonic spirit.
Boom!
The figure of the blood-red demonic spirit instantly burst like a bubble, and the dispersing light rain was completely annihilated, disappearing without a trace.
The heroes were all horrified by this sight.
The heavens and the earth fell into silence, with only the solemn and heavy tolling of the bell echoing.
It seemed like the sound of mourning, resounding over the Su family.
The mournful toll echoed both inside and outside the Yujing City.