nycdaug Chapter 167 Tianshan
Chapter 167 Tianshan
The penetrating sound of the Nether Bell is very strong; even dark creatures can hear it. Upon hearing it, their strength will increase dramatically, which is a positive buff. However, this is a negative effect on humans.
However, the range of the pendulum's transmission in the human realm is limited, but it is indeed limitless in the dark realm.
This represents the supreme power of the dark creatures.
It was already dark outside the ancient capital. Lu Huan stood on the wall, boosting morale. As soon as he spoke, the undead below felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, their strength more than doubling. This caused the mages guarding the city to complain endlessly.
The undead's murderous intent towards humans intensified, and at this moment, the power of his magic was actually weakened.
"Lord Lu Huan, a bell just rang, and the strength of the undead suddenly surged, while the power of our human magic decreased slightly." They reacted quickly, and someone immediately analyzed the situation and reported it to Lu Huan, who was closest to them.
"I understand." Lu Huan waved his hand and stood up from his seat.
The tolling of the bells that grants immense power to the undead while weakening human magic—doesn't this resemble the legendary sound of the Hades bells?
"Mingzhong!" During the Hunter Alliance's high-level meeting, they were discussing who would be entering the ancient tomb later. The progress of this matter had been delayed due to the influence of certain individuals, and they all heard this voice.
Many frowned and stared, suspecting it was a prank by someone targeting the Hunter Alliance's higher-ups.
Only one person was different; she was a woman, and her expression was somewhat excited.
The Nether Bell, a treasure from the dark dimension, is ringing here. If he obtains it, his plan will advance even further.
She was pondering where the voice was coming from.
"A strange bell sound." Han Ji was about to rest after finishing his business, but this sound startled him awake.
The air was thick with the smell of disaster.
At that moment, there was a knock on Han Ji's office door, and the latest intelligence was delivered to him.
In the deepest part of the land of the dead outside the ancient capital, in that underground world, some powerful creatures seem to have been awakened. The air has become oppressive, and the undead roaming outside dare not make any loud noises.
The sound of the bells can only be heard by humans among the people of the ancient capital, but it is different for the undead. In the distant Egyptian pyramids, many pharaohs opened their eyes and gazed at the eastern land.
Inside the tallest pyramid, a man sat up, which made the wind in Egypt stand still for a moment.
Tianshan, Jiuyouhou and the old headmaster stood outside the Tianshan Scar, seemingly stumped by some difficult problem.
The Scar of Tianshan is one of the most dangerous places in Tianshan. Few people dare to enter this place, and ordinary people are not qualified. However, both Jiuyouhou and the old headmaster are very powerful, so there is naturally no problem for them to enter.
Before them, within the Scar of Tianshan, were two people, both frozen solid. One of them was a woman, who appeared to be around sixteen years old. Her expression was calm and her face serene, as if she herself had entered the space and fallen asleep.
Another person who was very familiar with the Nine Netherworld Queen and the old headmaster was Mu Qiannian. He had been out of contact since he came to Tianshan, and it seemed that he was frozen inside and unable to get out.
"That's Qin Yu'er. I never expected her to be trapped here. I was wondering why she disappeared," the old headmaster murmured.
"Do you know him?" Jiuyouhou asked casually. Suddenly, her expression changed. A bell sound appeared in her mind, a bell sound she had never heard before, but Jiuyouhou could instantly recognize it as Mingzhong's voice.
"What's wrong with you?!" The old headmaster, who was about to explain who Qin Yu'er was, suddenly changed his expression when he saw Jiu You, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
After a moment of stunned silence, Jiuyouhou realized she needed to leave Tianshan and return to the ancient capital. Even the Nether Bell had rung—this was a serious matter.
It seems that her going back would be of no use. If something really happens, even with the Nine Netherworlds Empress's abilities, she wouldn't be able to rule dictatorship.
"The Nether Bell has rung." Jiuyou sighed. She decided to give up on returning to the ancient capital. Just as she had thought, there was no point in her going back. Besides, her purpose in coming here was to bring Mu Qiannian back.
She was a person of her word, and since she had already come all this way, it would be too embarrassing to go back empty-handed. She was determined to cause some trouble. "The Nether Bell?! How could that thing possibly ring? Did anyone in the Dark Dimension ignite the Netherworld Mountain?" The old headmaster looked incredulous.
"Not in the Dark Dimension," Jiuyouhou shook her head.
"That's impossible. Mingzhong has always been in the Underworld Mountain. When I was young, I was even caught up in something I couldn't get in. There's no way it could be wrong," the old headmaster said firmly.
"You're considered one of the higher classes among humans, aren't you?"
"Of course, I'm at the very top level. There aren't many people with a higher position than me," the old principal said confidently.
"Oh really? You humans are really hopeless. If you're considered to be at the highest level, how come you don't even know where the Netherworld Bell is?" Queen Jiuyou mocked. "That Netherworld Mountain in the Dark Dimension is fake. Even the most fake instincts can only fool laymen like you."
"That's not right. If the Demonic Bell isn't in the Dark Dimension, how could it be here? Don't be ridiculous, that thing can't exist in the Magic Dimension." The old headmaster wasn't completely ignorant; he was the headmaster of the school at his age, so it was impossible for him to be completely clueless.
"I'm bored anyway, let me tell you something." Jiuyou glanced back. Mu Qiannian wouldn't die anytime soon, and saving her wasn't something that could be done easily. The Nether Bell had just rung, but she couldn't go back. Since she was in the mood, she figured she might as well tell him.
The two are still old friends.
"Normally, Mingzhong is always in the dark dimension, but there are always exceptions. The King did a lot of things back then."
"The King, the Ancient King?" the old headmaster asked intently. The Nine Netherworlds had mentioned the Ancient King; could it be that the Netherworld Bell truly resided in the magical plane?
That shouldn't be possible; that thing shouldn't exist.
"Yes, it's the Ancient King as you know him. The King brought back the Nether Bell, but as you just said, it can't stay in the magical plane. But that wasn't a problem for the King. He built an ancient tomb specifically to store the Nether Bell and other things. It wasn't called an ancient tomb before, but it's better to call it an ancient tomb for your understanding. Do you understand now?"
"So that means," the old headmaster said gravely, somewhat incredulous, "that's right, just as you're thinking. The ancient tomb that appeared a few days ago contained a Netherworld Bell. Normally, it shouldn't be able to be rung, but it has now." Jiuyou sighed; she hadn't wanted this to happen either.
The tolling of the Netherworld bell signals an impending upheaval in the Undead Empire. Fortunately, she escaped early, limiting the extent to which she was affected.