章 16: Chapter 15: Dharma Transmission Bell
The Magma Fairy Palace gradually ascended, with golden pillars and red bricks, majestic and grand, bringing a tremendous visual impact.
The dazzling firelight made the entire palace resemble a divine residence.
The whole Fire Persimmon Mountain trembled, emitting terrifying roars.
Vast terrestrial forces surged, lava boiled, and sprayed upwards to a height of several zhang!
The cultivators scattered in all directions, insignificant like ants under the might of heaven and earth.
The current City Lord of Fire Persimmon Immortal City appeared, his face stern. He activated the grand array arranged at the volcano's crater, infusing it with his Nascent Soul Stage mana.
Countless blue-green glows gathered in mid-air, forming a net-like array to cover the towering lava pillar about to burst from the crater.
The two forces collided, fiercely locked in a stalemate.
The earth shook and the mountains swayed!
The entire Fire Persimmon Immortal City awakened, countless people fled their homes, staring in terror at the collapsed or precariously standing houses.
The black smoke from the volcanic eruption billowed upwards, like a demonic calamity descending, about to devour all life and the heavens!
The black smoke surged uncertainly, the blue-green glow remained, the protective mountain array stood firm, preventing a human tragedy.
The earthquake gradually weakened until it dissipated completely.
The Magma Fairy Palace stood at the volcano's crater like a giant lying across, with endless black smoke above its head and boiling hot lava beneath its feet.
The palace had golden pillars and red bricks, tall towers, grand halls, and delicate side halls, embodying the fierceness of fire, the steadfastness of metal, and the solidity of earth.
Countless gazes filled with suspicion, curiosity, or greed were all drawn to the Magma Fairy Palace.
But the next moment, the City Lord's face turned pale as he slowly descended from the high air.
With a wave of his long sleeves, the array activated, light and shadow changed, concealing the traces of the Magma Fairy Palace, making it indistinguishable.
The cultivators at the crater suffered heavy casualties, and those exploring inside the volcano were left with no remains.
Zheng Shuanggou brought the remnants of the Ning Family, riding a cloud to the City Lord: "City Lord."
Speaking swiftly with divine sense communication.
The City Lord understood the cause and effect, his face stern, his gaze extremely cold: "Investigate! Investigate thoroughly; the Black Shadow Demon Cultivator must pay with his life!"
He then glanced at the remnants of the Ning Family behind Zheng Shuanggou: "Investigate these people too; imprison all surviving cultivators and interrogate them strictly!"
"Gather all clues regarding the Black Shadow Demon Cultivator."
"If found to be his accomplices, punish them severely without mercy!"
The City Lord was the only Nascent Soul Level cultivator in Fire Persimmon Immortal City, and he was in a very foul mood at the moment.
During his tenure, he had discovered the Magma Fairy Palace.
But he didn't report it, choosing instead to keep it hidden.
He wanted to suppress the Magma Fairy Palace, to be developed internally, and ultimately make it his own.
But things didn't go as he wished.
The Zhou Family and the Zheng Family discovered this secret one after another.
The City Lord had to compromise, secretly making a pact with the two families. This year, the Ning Family also discovered this secret.
The Ning Family also had Golden Core Level members, being a prominent cultivation family in the Immortal City. The City Lord was prepared to accept them.
The four most powerful forces in the Immortal City competing together, developing the Magma Fairy Palace while keeping out other outsiders, was the City Lord's meticulously planned objective.
But now, this situation was almost falling apart!
"Black Shadow Demon Cultivator, damn that Black Shadow Demon Cultivator!!" Anger surged like tides at the thought of the culprit.
"What to do?"
The City Lord suppressed his rage, pondering solutions.
He was merely the City Lord appointed by the Southern Bean Country and couldn't cover everything by himself.
"Damn it! Once the news reaches the capital, it won't be up to me to decide anymore!"
He was just one of the high-ranking officials of the Southern Bean Country, and compared to the entire country, even at his Nascent Soul Level, he was quite frail.
"Sigh... I can keep it hidden for as long as possible."
"Fortunately, the Magma Fairy Palace didn't fully emerge, staying at the crater. As long as I repair the array, and set up rolling clouds for cover, issuing a ban will..."
Dong Dong Dong!
A series of bell chimes suddenly rang from the depths of the volcano.
The bell tones echoed through heaven and earth.
Those who heard the bells had a cultivation technique slowly manifesting in their minds.
The City Lord was deeply shaken, his face turning extremely grim as he blurted out: "The Dharma Transmission Bell?!"
The night had fallen deep.
The entire Fire Persimmon Immortal City was still in turmoil. Countless houses had collapsed, and the citizens discussed intensely; the majority gazed up at the mountaintop.
Moments ago, the City Lord's confrontation with the Immortal Palace conveyed to everyone that something extraordinary had definitely happened at the peak!
At this moment, a profound and grand bell tone struck!
Dong Dong Dong...
The bells resonated forcefully, reaching the clouds.
The bells echoed through Fire Persimmon Immortal City's outer walls, reverberating through numerous alleys and streets.
It covered high courts and spread through the mundane residences. It stirred every inch of the air, enveloping the entire Immortal City.
It pierced precisely into the heart of every sentient being, resonating within their souls!
Countless people screamed in chaos, but the next moment, they were drawn to the cultivation techniques manifesting in their minds.
The City Lord's Mansion.
A robust young man lay sleeping soundly, awakened by the bell tones, his large eyes snapping open.
"Wah!" He cried out, pushing himself up swiftly, bringing a gust of wind.
"Enemies?!" The robust young man stood guardedly.
At this moment, the Fire Persimmon City Lord transmitted: "Meng Chong, my grandson, quickly comprehend; this is the Dharma Transmission Bell, crucial for seizing the Magma Fairy Palace!"
"Dharma Transmission Bell?" The robust young man, Meng Chong, upon the reminder, stood still as a statue, his posture upright like a spear, his eyes vacant but intensely focused on memorizing and comprehending the technique emerging in his mind.
The Zhou Family.
Young cultivators Zhou Zeshen and Zhou Zhu were jointly studying a mechanical diagram.
One was short, the other tall, one weak, the other strong.
In an instant, their expressions and actions froze.
After a few breaths of bell tones, Zhou Zeshen said with astonishment: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, this seems to be the Dharma Transmission Bell. Contained within the bell tones is a cultivation technique! Quickly comprehend it."
Zhou Zhu was taciturn, usually relying on Zhou Zeshen's decisions; he immediately sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
The Zheng Family.
Zheng Jian was meticulously examining the family accounting books.
This young cultivator wore a headband, with a jewel shaped like a pupil at its center.
The steward standing before him was pale and sweating profusely.
Zheng Jian suddenly snorted coldly, throwing the account book to the ground, growling: "You dare present false accounts to me?"
The steward shivered, collapsing to the ground instantly.
At this moment, the bell tones rang.
Zheng Jian's expression changed dramatically after a few rings, dismissing the steward: "Out of my sight now!"
The Ning Family.
Recognized as the family genius, Ning Xiaohui was exhausted from crafting too many talismans during the day. Even when the bell tones reached her, she remained deeply asleep, furrowing her brows and not waking.
Ning Ji was cultivating when the bell tones broke his state, leaving him puzzled: "What on earth is that?"
The crater.
Zheng Shuanggou still rode on a cloud.
The Ning Family cultivators on the cloud were sprawled in disarray.
Not only them, but other cultivators also mostly lay or sat in place.
"An opportunity, this is an opportunity indeed!" The cultivators were ecstatic, eagerly making a mental record.
Ning Chen sat cross-legged, eyes tightly shut, brows deeply furrowed, giving his all.
Ning Yong clutched his head: "Ahhh, remember it, brain, remember it!"
Ning Zhuo was both shocked and delighted: "I succeeded! The selection criteria of the Magma Fairy Palace, I have unlocked it."
"But its selection method has changed, directly transmitting a Qi Refinement Realm technique."
That was something Ning Zhuo hadn't anticipated.
Like the other cultivators, Ning Zhuo stood still, attentively listening to the bell tones.
The bell tones gradually transformed into a cultivation technique—the Five Elements Qi Regulation Art!
"With this cultivation technique, I can now free myself from the Snow Region Talisman Scripture."
For a moment, the feelings of long-term planning, personal risk-taking, and the unexpected success, released an overwhelming sense of relief, excitement, and achievement in the young man's heart.
Indeed—
Mechanical fire monkeys leaped through magma, steel cold armor shattered morning frost.
Buddha and demon hidden deep in imprints, the Immortal Palace trembled showing daylight.
The Dao bell roared, transmitting new law, Five Elements Qi Regulation, naturally close.
Cultivate endlessly, return to the root, break seals, and roam freely!
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