The elder was evidently quite wise. He knew how to study Mo Wen's Glory of Wind. However, the elder was also very strange. Why was he here? What was this place, for Mo Wen to encounter the grand elder of the Ming Temple here?
According to what he knew, the Ming Temple was in the Floating Mystery Dimension, a great distance away from the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. Furthermore, the distance barrier between the two was impossible to cross. No matter how powerful the Thousand Mile Talisman was, it should not have been able to make him cross into a different world and enter the Floating Mystery Dimension.
If there were no further incidents, then it must be the case that Mo Wen was still in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. But why would the grand elder of the Ming Temple be here too? Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
The only thing that Mo Wen could take comfort in was the fact that the place was not without an exit. There must be a way out, otherwise, the elder would not be able to appear here. Furthermore, the underground world was quite unusual. It even attracted the presence of a grandmaster.
Bu Xingyi was furious. Mo Wen knew that he was a martial arts grandmaster and the grand elder of the Ming Temple. Yet, he did not show any respect. It made him boil with anger.
In the past, all the youngsters he had met were all shy and respectful to the end. They had all died at his hand. Only this youth dared to be so insolent.
"Little brat, I was going to let you die with all your limbs intact," Bu Xingyi said coldly. "Now, I not only want you to suffer, but I'm also going to turn your body into ashes!" He took a small step forward and appeared in front of Mo Wen, clawing at Mo Wen's throat.
A terrifying burst of inner Qi was released from his hand. It was like an invisible mountain that pressed down on Mo Wen, imprisoning him. There was no way out.
However, Mo Wen had been preparing to go against a martial arts grandmaster for a long time. The spiritual stone in his hand slowly broke apart and scattered. A large amount of spiritual power flowed in his body.
Just as Bu Xingyi was about to strike, a small purple bell appeared suddenly in Mo Wen's hand. The purple bell grew bigger, expanding in the s.p.a.ce between Mo Wen and Bu Xingyi.
The purple bell had mysterious symbols all over it. They resembled jumping flas.h.i.+ng lights. Suddenly, the purple bell shook forcefully, emitting a sharp sound. Then, an invisible ripple spread out, enveloping a radius of a hundred miles around them.
However, it was obvious that while the surface area covered by the ripple was big, it was targeted. It seemed as if 90 percent of the power of the Cries of Hades Bell was condensed and directed at the area in front of Mo Wen. It struck forward forcefully.
Even Bu Xingyi could not bear the direct strike of the Cries of Hades Bell. His body shook and his actions slowed slightly. The aura that had locked in on Mo Wen also appeared to be shaken up, losing half its power.
Mo Wen took the opportunity to shake his shoulders, breaking the protective Qi barrier that Bu Xingyi had crafted. He retreated a few hundred meters. At the same time, almost without any hesitation, he flicked his fingers. Five thinly carved bronze hoops flew out of his sleeve, one after another.
The moment the five bronze hoops appeared, they immediately turned into golden monstrous beasts. They glowed with golden light from head to toe, looking like real life beasts.
Roar Roar Roar! The five beasts roared into the sky and then split into five directions, surrounding Mo Wen. The golden light on their body turned into chains, forming a strong protective barrier around Mo Wen.
The most important strength of the Five Beast Hoops was not its ability to attack but its ability to defend. The powerful corpse puppet, despite its terrifying cultivation levels, had been trapped and rendered unable to move due to the chains of the Five Beast Hoop. It was evident how powerful the defensive abilities of the Five Beast Hoops were.
It was also clear that the power of the Cries of Hades Bell could not stop Bu Xingyi at all. He was a martial arts grandmaster and his spiritual power was definitely higher than that of regular warriors. Even if the Cries of Hades Bell could attack his soul directly, the impact it made was too small.
Mo Wen's soul had been badly injured and so that had limited the effectiveness of the bell. Mo Wen could not use a spiritual attack together with the attack of the Cries of Hades Bell; he was merely able to use his spiritual power to get the bell to attack on its own. As such, the power of the bell would naturally half.
The Cries of Hades Bell was suitable for immortal cultivators with the ability to use spiritual attacks. Its power would multiply when used with immortal cultivators' spiritual attacks.
One could say that the Cries of Hades Bell was very suitable for Mo Wen. If he was able to use the Divine Soul Trillion Layers together with the power of the Cries of Hades Bell, the effect would be devastating. However, at the moment, his soul was injured and he could not use any spiritual attacks in case it aggravated his injuries.
The attack of the Cries of Hades Bell had merely slowed down Bu Xingyi's actions a little. He had been quick to regain his wits.
Bu Xingyi had not expected the young brat to have such a weapon. "A profound level weapon! And it's a profound level weapon that can attack one's soul directly." Bu Xingyi looked at the Cries of Hades bell that had flown back to Mo Wen. His eyes widened and he stared at the purple bell. It was a profound level weapon!
The Floating Dimension was a very large inner world. While it could not be compared to the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, profound level weapons were also very rare in the Floating Dimension.
A sect like the Ming Temple had hundreds of years of history, but they only had two profound level weapons. One of them had fallen into their possession because the Ming temple had been fortunate to obtain an important treasure. After submitting it to Huatian Palace, the Ming temple had been given profound level weapon.
The other profound level weapon in their possession had been obtained by the Ming Temple 300 years ago. They had taken it from a thousand-year sect that they had eliminated.
One could say that a profound level weapon was highly regarded even by a power like the Ming Temple. It could be said to be like a legendary treasure.
Bu Xingyi's status in the Ming Temple was not low. He was ranked one of the top five members but even he would not be able to touch such a treasure unless he was on a special mission. Yet the little beast he was now facing had such a profound level treasure!
What situation was this? Could it be that the sect behind Mo Wen was so powerful they could bequeath a profound level weapon to a junior member? This was no ordinary; it was a profound level weapon that could attack one's soul directly. It was more precious than an ordinary profound level weapon.
"Brat, what sect are you from?" Bu Xingyi grew warier. However, the way he looked at Mo Wen was different. It was as if there was fire in his eyes. The heated light in them could not even be covered by the sea of lava.
Everyone could see the greed in the third grand elder of the Ming Temple's eyes. It was a profound level weapon. Once he got it, he could use it to challenge for the position of the first grand elder of the Ming Temple.
"It is from a sect that you cannot offend," Mo Wen said lightly as he held the Cries of Hades Bell. He was faking it, of course. He wanted to scare Bu Xingyi a little. Of course, he also knew that the effect of the weapon on such a powerful person would not be big. However, it would at least have some effect and would leave behind a seed of threat in his heart, making Bu Xingyi warier of Mo Wen.
"You're trying to be mysterious," Bu Xingyi said lightly. He believed that Mo Wen was very likely to be from a powerful sect. However, Mo Wen had not identified his sect which meant that there was a secret in there somewhere. There were not many sects in this world that he knew of that the Ming Temple had cause to be afraid of.
"It's up to you whether you want to believe me or not. Be careful of the trouble you might get into if you do." Mo Wen smiled. His att.i.tude was graceful as if he was not up against a martial arts grandmaster but only an ordinary warrior.
Bu Xingyi remained where he was, uncertainty flas.h.i.+ng in his eyes. His judgment had changed because of the Cries of Hades Bell. He looked at Mo Wen hesitantly and then at the bell with eyes full of greed.
In the end, even a martial arts grandmaster could not fight the greed in his heart.
"n.o.body would know if I kill you. Also, I don't believe that there is any power that could threaten the Ming Temple." Bu Xingyi's eyes looked fanatic and full of killing intent. Even though the youth might have strong backing, they were in an underground world. Who would know if he killed the youth?
Furthermore, he could see that the spiritual weapons that the youth had also used were powerful as well. The five top grade spiritual weapons formed to make a set. It looked luxurious to him. It was obvious that the set of spiritual weapons was very powerful. Even if it was not a profound level weapon, it was clearly a treasure amongst spiritual weapons.
Bu Xingyi took a step forward and stood directly in front of Mo Wen. He looked benevolent. Once he decided to kill the youth, then it would be practically impossible for Mo Wen to escape. It just depended on whether he wanted to kill him or not.
Even though the youth had many treasures, Mo Wen would not be powerful enough to fight Bu Xingyi.
Bu Xingyi struck with his fist. The air came to a standstill. There were signs of the heavens and earth collapsing.
Mo Wen used the Cries of Hades Bell to block the attack. It made Bu Xingyi's actions slow down slightly. However, this time, Bu Xingyi was prepared. He did not stop completely. Even though the force behind the strike was weakened, the attack was still enough to kill the youth.
Cras.h.!.+ His fist landed on the golden s.h.i.+eld around Mo Wen. The golden s.h.i.+eld formed by the Five Beast Hoops had a powerful defensive capability. Even a warrior at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm would not be able to quickly break through it.
However, it was like a layer of paper in Bu Xingyi's hands. The light twisted and the golden web formed by the Five Beast Hoops slowly disappeared. The five beasts also disappeared in the light one after another. The golden s.h.i.+eld broke immediately. However, Bu Xingyi's force had not weakened and he struck Mo Wen's body once more.
