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Shen Qingzhu, who was trapped inside the Donghuang Bell, suddenly froze in place.

The moment the Eastern Emperor Bell enveloped him, time seemed to be completely cut off, and his body stopped going back to a younger time.

"Wuquan?! Wuquan!!" The young Shen Qingzhu seemed to realize something, hammered hard on the inner wall of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and roared, "What are you doing!? Let me out!!"

The interior of the Eastern Emperor Bell formed its own space, even if the bell wall was struck hard from the inside, it could not shake the Eastern Emperor Bell at all, and could only make dull sounds one after another.

In this heavy rain of time, the Donghuang Bell stands tall like a giant umbrella, silently shielding Shen Qingzhu from all dangers and sufferings...

Outside the Donghuang Bell,

In the state of [Emperor Scarlet Blood], Wu Quan exudes a terrifying aura, as if everything in the world is under his control!

"You..." [The Key to the Door] was about to say something, but his eyes trembled again, and he had no choice but to hold his head with both hands, and fight with that madly counterattacking soul!

When Wu Quan stepped into this battlefield, he also stepped into the backward time domain. The light of [Emperor Scarlet Blood] on his body receded, and his realm also fell rapidly from the human ceiling!

Wu Quan is younger than Shen Qingzhu, and his talent is also higher. It only took six or seven years from an ordinary person to a human ceiling...

This also means that in the backward time, his death will be faster.

When Wu Quan heard the voice from the Donghuang Bell, a complex look appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Qingzhu... the inside of the Donghuang Bell has the effect of blocking the flow of time. Inside, you can survive..."

"Leave the rest to me."

Wu Quan suddenly raised his palm, and slammed it heavily on the bronze clock face below him!

clang--!

clang--! !

clang--! ! !

As Wu Quan's realm fell crazily, he had to knock on the Donghuang Bell with all his strength to shake it out. The first time his palm fell, a roaring bell swept away, resounding across the earth!

The second time the palm fell, a blood-red palm print was left on the bronze clock face, and the sound was only slightly louder than the first time;

The third time the palm fell, Wu Quan, who had become an ordinary person, was directly smashed into a blood mist by the counter-shock force of the Donghuang Bell. fell down!

Clang—clang—clang! ! !

These three bells echoed between heaven and earth, and when Wu Quan's figure fell, he had already changed back to that seven or eight-year-old boy...

"Wuquan!" Shen Qingzhu's young voice continued to come from inside the bell. His hands frantically hammered the inner wall of the Donghuang Bell, trying to overthrow it or lift it up, but with his current physique and strength, he couldn't shake it at all. This behemoth.

The boy Wu Quan supported the outer wall of the Eastern Emperor Bell and struggled to stand up from the pool of blood. The blood flowed from his broken arm, and his face was as pale as paper.

The roar of [Key of the Door] came from a distance one after another, but the sound became weaker and weaker. In the end, the time domain covering the battlefield receded to his feet like a tide... There was silence in the distance .

Wu Quan dragged a blood-colored remnant body, leaning against the outer wall of the Eastern Emperor Bell, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed,

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the fire scene where ashes were flying...

[Get them out quickly...the ambulance will be here soon...brothers and sisters...none of them will be in trouble...]

[If only... you can come back alive. 】

【Brother Qingzhu...】

【You saved everyone...】

In his memories, he vaguely heard Shen Qingzhu calling his name in Zhong Nei, he was stunned for a long time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"The Eastern Emperor's Bell is ringing... Brother Qingzhu, you have saved everyone again."

He muttered to himself.

As the blood continued to flow, Wu Quan's consciousness gradually became blurred. He leaned against the edge of the Eastern Emperor Bell and slowly sat down on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have made up his mind and said softly:

"Brother Qingzhu... Brother Qingzhu? Can you hear me?"

Shen Qingzhu's voice kept coming from the East Emperor Bell, still just repeating those few words, Wu Quan sighed helplessly, "Can't you hear..."

Obviously, it was hard for him to muster up the courage...

He sat down in a pool of blood, glanced at the corner of the Eastern Emperor Bell from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a long time, and muttered to himself again:

"Then... something must be left behind?"

He dipped his young fingers in a few drops of scarlet blood tremblingly, and drew something on the ancient bronze clock face by stroke... His eyes were full of seriousness.

As time passed, Shen Qingzhu was still hammering the inner wall of the Donghuang Bell, and outside the Donghuang Bell, the scarlet pool of blood had already soaked the ground, and Wu Quan's consciousness sank into the darkness uncontrollably...

When he gritted his teeth and barely finished the last stroke, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"That's right..."

He admired this rough stick figure, the last gleam of light in his eyes finally receded, and his pale palm fell powerlessly into a pool of blood...

His heart stopped beating.

The strong wind whimpered on the top of the mountain, and in this dead world, it seemed that only Shen Qingzhu's knocking and shouting were left.

On the other side of the mountain, a figure was staggering forward.

"Damn... why is your soul so strong suddenly? Can you break through my shackles??"

"The third covenant, return from the past... I see... Is this also in your plan..."

"You and I have become one... Regardless of the past and the future... I can see everything, but I can't see you... You have been waiting for this day, right?"

On the ground in the distance, [Key of the Door] held on to a stone, struggling to stabilize his figure, his pinhole-like eyes were uncontrollably distracted,

A ruthless look appeared on his frail face,

"This covenant...can't suppress me for too long...soon...I will be back..."

"When my last sliver of consciousness comes... everything will be complete... that's when your soul will fly away... soon... very soon..."

Before the last sentence was finished, the black-robed figure fell to the ground on his back as if fainted.

After dozens of seconds,

The figure sat up slowly.

"Huh..." He raised his palm and gently rubbed his temples, his expression was full of exhaustion, "Finally back..."

Supporting his body with both hands, he stood up from the ground with difficulty, and was about to take a step, when the upper body that had been chopped into pieces fell down like a broken curtain... If he had internal organs, he would have already bleed all over the ground and died.

He had no choice but to stop, and touched those cracks with his fingertips, and the invisible silk thread immediately repaired the broken body, like mending clothes, returning to its original shape.

After finishing all this, he wrapped his body in a black robe and walked straight to the direction of the Eastern Emperor Bell.