Chapter 364 - 362: Ancient Divine Bell
Qin Yu had no doubt that just with a slight beckoning of his finger...
Ahem!
Of course, he wasn’t that kind of person.
Moreover, since this was the Imperial Palace, who knew if someone was watching? If the Empress were to find out, wouldn’t that ruin his reputation?!
Indeed.
Qin Yu had no idea what sort of impression he left on the Great Yan Empress after taking out the entire Cyan Mountain Sect.
"Yes."
The palace maid replied obediently.
"By the way, what’s your name?"
"This servant, Lán Shí."
Qin Yu nodded, realizing many palace maids were named after certain times or seasons. However, the name Lán Shí was quite beautiful, and the bright moonlight nearly caused him to fail the test.
Qin Yu sat alone in the courtyard, gazing up at the Ancient Divine Bell hanging above, recalling the strange sensation he felt when entering the Imperial Capital today.
The Ancient Divine Bell had existed for countless ages, the visible Dao Rhyme cascading like a waterfall, stretching toward the ground and spreading in all directions.
Despite descending from such a height, it made no sound and didn’t affect anything below, extremely mysterious.
One could say, this was a miracle!
A miracle belonging to the Human Race.
"Dong!..."
The long bell tone reverberated in Qin Yu’s ears, like a fresh spring cleansing his soul, causing his mind and body to instantly calm down, entering a state of emptiness devoid of anger or joy.
It seemed as if his thoughts were smoothed out, all returning to tranquility, and he felt as if he had entered a state of Enlightenment.
One should know that under normal circumstances, a Cultivator would need aptitude and opportunity to enter such a state... but Qin Yu seemed to easily immerse himself in it.
Inside him, that flicker of flame seemed to respond to the call of the Ancient Divine Bell, gently swaying, with sparks - or perhaps Divine Patterns - gleaming, radiating a mysterious and indescribable Dao intent, seemingly communicating with the Ancient Divine Bell, yet also absorbing something.
And under these circumstances, the originally blurred Divine Patterns in the flames began to slowly become clear.
"Dong! Dong! Dong!..."
The continuous bell tones echoed, and Qin Yu immersed himself in this resonance, bathing under the visible Dao Rhyme.
Currently, he knew very little about the Ancient Divine Bell, having only read about it in books, not even clear about the other eight.
However, he could feel these Dao Rhymes flowing into his body like Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, permeating each Meridian and ultimately converging in the Dantian, being absorbed by the Golden Core.
The Golden Core inside the Dantian, originally like a great sun, now with the continuous infusion of those Dao Rhymes, was surrounded by a brilliant halo.
At this moment, Qin Yu’s aura underwent a tremendous transformation, resembling a deity descended into the mortal world, exuding an untouchable sanctity and majesty.
This was also why the Empress Dowager aboard the Phoenix Carriage could sense the change within him.
In such circumstances, Qin Yu felt himself ’float’ upwards, heading towards the Ancient Divine Bell hanging high in the sky.
Gradually, the Ancient Divine Bell became clearer before him.
Qin Yu’s perception was drawn to the runes on the Ancient Divine Bell. He even saw those runes ’come to life’ one by one before his eyes.
He didn’t know what these runes represented, as if he remembered them, yet seemed to forget as well.
Just as he sought to contemplate them, an irresistible pulling force suddenly assaulted him, distorting the scenery around him, as if stepping into another dimension.
"Boom——!"
In the universe, chaos and darkness wove into an oppressive painting, silently devouring the last ray of light like a heavy curtain over the firmament.
Within the boundless darkness, faint sparkles of starlight flickered weakly yet tenaciously.
Amidst the dim firelight, Qin Yu saw the shattered earth, and rivers and mountains flowing backward.
The scene unfolded like a majestic painting being brutally torn apart by an indescribable force, with shattered landscapes and chaos everywhere.
Within this chaotic and broken painting, Qin Yu also saw countless beings of various shapes clashing and battling mercilessly, with bodies of different sizes falling from high altitudes like raindrops.
A true mountain of corpses and sea of blood!
The entire world was stained a dark red, filled with an indescribable sorrow.
Suddenly, the vision slowly focused, and a figure as mighty as a mountain came into Qin Yu’s view.
This towering figure gazed at the struggling Human Race below, a complex and indistinct emotion crossing his iron-cast face.
"Sigh—"
A long and heavy sigh quietly resonated in the air, penetrating the endless river of time, striking deep within Qin Yu’s heart.
His heart seemed to be tinged with a trace of sorrow.
In the surrounding scenes, the entire world began to crumble, as if everything was beyond redemption.
Finally, that towering figure turned around.
Only then did Qin Yu notice the figures of indistinct faced humans standing nearby, engaged in crafting a great bell.
"With our Divine Souls, we forge this Divine Artifact to protect future generations, blessing them endlessly!"
They exhausted their Divine Souls, casting them into that magnificent bell, finally bestowing it with mighty power, hanging upon the nine heavens, radiating brilliantly and illuminating the ages.
Visible Dao Rhymes cascaded down, steadying the heavens and earth within the area, unshaken by external turmoil.
In that final moment, those sages gazed afar, as though piercing through time and space to glimpse the Human Race’s future.
Under the dimming heavens, the light from the Divine Artifact silhouetted their figures, making them appear as towering monuments sustaining a realm for the Human Race.
The images gradually faded until they completely vanished.
Yet, Qin Yu’s face, unbeknownst when, was already streaked with tears.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself still in the courtyard of the Imperial Palace, but his vision was already blurred.
The Human Race is not the mightiest species under the heavens.
However, it is through the protection of successive generations of sages that they have been able to thrive and propagate in this vast world, passing the torch from one generation to the next.
"Dong! Dong! Dong..."
The melodious bell tones seemed to traverse time, echoing through the ancient skies, resonating in every corner.
It was at this moment that Qin Yu sensed a subtle connection with the Ancient Divine Bell hanging high above.