Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World

Chapter 763: Chapter 388: Crossing the Tribulation with Ease, Gaining a First-Grade Opportunity

Boom~~

At this moment, Jiang Fan made his move. He infused his immense Primordial Magical Power, activating the Demon-Vibrating Bell.

This bronze ancient bell hovered in mid-air, its body emanating a faint cold light, exuding an ancient and unrefined texture that had accumulated over the years.

The surface of the bell was densely covered with countless ancient and mysterious runes, which flashed and wandered as if alive. Tiny Spirit Crystals were embedded between the runes, emitting a faint light with the fluctuation of magical power, resembling a galaxy adorning the bell’s surface.

As the magical power poured in, the Demon-Vibrating Bell trembled slightly, the runes shone brightly, and the Spirit Crystals burst into a dazzling strong light.

Next, the entire bell seemed to ignite, radiating a brilliant golden light, its sound waves transforming into tangible sound waves that swept around like a raging tide.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the space rippled, as if even the void was twisting and deforming under this force.

This power swept in all directions, enveloping the group of Nascent Soul Cultivators, as well as numerous evil spirits.

”Damn it, this magical power fluctuation, who’s ambushing us?”

”Isn’t this the Inheritance Land of the Primordial Talisman Sect? How could there be other enemies besides us?!”

”Have you forgotten? Maybe it’s the remnant of the Primordial Talisman Sect; that Primordial Talisman Pen is not dead yet.”

”Remnants of the Primordial Talisman Sect? And they dare to attack our Celestial Secret Mansion? They’re courting death.”

The faces of Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist and other Nascent Soul Cultivators changed dramatically.

They suddenly realized that terrifying sound waves were crushing toward them from afar, making them feel a deadly sense of crisis.

Even in their prime, this power would have been difficult to resist.

Not to mention, they had previously expended most of their magical power dealing with the evil spirits entrenched here.

The enemy’s sneak attack from the shadows was perfectly timed.

It caught them completely off guard.

”It’s all over now.”

”If you kill us, the ancestor of the Celestial Secret Mansion won’t let you off.”

The four Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Celestial Secret Mansion’s faces changed drastically, attempting to cast spells to resist. Yet the moment the sound waves touched their bodies, they shattered like fragile glass, and their souls were instantly ground to dust by the vibrating sound waves.

Before dying, their pupils revealed emotions of terror, disbelief, and regret.

It was known they were Nascent Soul Elders of the Celestial Secret Mansion, with boundless prospects.

In the future, there might have been a sliver of hope to advance to Divinity Transformation.

But now, there was no hope left.

”Damn it.”

Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist reacted quickly, hastily pulling out an ancient talisman, runes flickering on it, instantly forming a layer of golden shield before him.

The sound waves heavily collided with the shield, causing the golden light to flash violently. Eventually, the shield shattered, leaving him spitting blood, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, severely injured, and fell in a sorry state in the distance.

Of course, it wasn’t just these Nascent Soul Cultivators that were attacked, but also the surrounding evil spirits.

At this moment, faced with the power of the Demon-Vibrating Bell, the surrounding evil spirits howled miserably; under the impact of the sound waves, their ethereal bodies twisted and dissipated, emitting sharp cries, as if begging this formidable power for mercy.

It was imaginable that under Jiang Fan’s immense magical power, the power of the Demon-Vibrating Bell had reached a new level.

”You haven’t killed this guy yet?!”

Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow.

He was surprised that Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist was so tough, surviving the attack of the Demon-Vibrating Bell. It was indeed not surprising for a Nascent Soul Perfection cultivator; his foundation was indeed very deep.

But that was all there was to it.

At that moment, he wielded the Primordial Talisman Pen, launching another assault, giving Ten Thousand Talisman Daoist no chance to catch his breath.