Although Elder Shang's words were silent, they were like a heavy hammer that struck the hearts of the dozen or so celebrities around him.
The power of the Infinity Clock is beyond imagination.
That coercion contains the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, enough to suppress the gods and demons.
Except for Ye Fan, these ten people are all geniuses at the peak of Nascent Soul. Each of them has an extraordinary background, has full confidence in himself, and was high-spirited just now.
But now, after witnessing Qi Yun's tragic death, each of them turned pale, as if they had been poured cold water on them, and retreated.
Seeing everyone's timid appearance, Elder Shang said again: "If you are afraid, you can withdraw, but you cannot participate in the other two assessments!"
"I...I quit!" A young monk said tremblingly.
"I'm quitting too!"
"It's too scary! Even if I can't join the Yunhai Immortal Sect, I don't want to accept the Divine Bell assessment!"
"That's right! If you leave now, you can still go to the second-grade sect, but if you continue, you may lose your life!"
The dozen or so monks ran away, not daring to stay here any longer.
For a moment, apart from Elder Shang, only Ye Fan was left standing beside the Wuji Bell, standing proudly and motionless, without any intention of leaving.
"Huh?" Elder Shang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked straight at him and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"
"Don't leave!"
Ye Fan was categorical, and his voice contained unparalleled will.
"Young man, I appreciate you a little now!" Elder Shang nodded in approval.
In his opinion, although Ye Fan's realm is very weak, his courage is far better than those who shrink from the battle. This alone is enough for him to think highly of Ye Fan.
"Okay, let's get started!" Elder Shang said.
Under the spotlight of everyone, Ye Fan walked towards the Infinity Bell, his steps were neither fast nor slow, his expression was calm, as if he was completely sure.
Seeing this scene, the young monks who were watching from a distance had disdain on their faces.
When Qi Yun came on stage just now, he was more confident than Ye Fan, but what was the result?
Before even taking a breath, Qi Yun was directly crushed by the pressure of the Wuji Bell. No bones were left, not even the bones and dregs were left.
In the eyes of everyone, if a monk like Ye Fan, who is in the golden elixir stage, comes to participate in the Divine Bell assessment, he is playing with fire and seeking death.
As he continued to approach the Wuji Bell, Ye Fan could feel the strong aura of the Immortal Lord.
In fact, this is not the first time Ye Fan has come into contact with a sacred artifact.
A long time ago, Mr. Wei used the Nine Dragon Cauldron to refine the Thunder Tribulation Sword for Ye Fan.
The Nine-Dragon Cauldron is a sacred weapon, with nine true dragons captured to serve as weapon spirits. If it is in its peak state, the power of one cauldron is enough to refine the entire earth.
However, Mr. Wei's strength recovered very slowly, and now the power that the Nine Dragon Cauldron can exert is less than one ten thousandth.
"Mr. Wei, if I get this Infinity Bell, will my combat power be directly improved by several levels?" Ye Fan asked curiously.
"Xiao Fan, this sacred weapon is not something you can get your hands on now! Even if you get it, I'm afraid you will be hunted down by the entire Yunhai Immortal Sect. Even if I lend you all my power,
You can't escape either!" Mr. Wei warned.
"Ahem...Mr. Wei, I just want to ask..."
Ye Fan coughed dryly and gave up the idea, then quickly walked to the foot of the Infinity Bell and slowly stimulated his inner energy.
Feeling the movement of his inner energy, the Infinity Clock a hundred meters above the ground shone brightly again.
"boom!"
A pressure as deep as a prison, carrying the power to suppress all things, descended from the sky, aiming directly at Ye Fan.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Countless eyes in the arena were cast towards Ye Fan, full of joking and gloating.
"Hey! How long do you think this kid can last?"
"Even Young Master Qi Yun can't hold on for a single breath. How long can he last? It's probably not even a second!"
"It's so reckless!"
"A mere ant in the Golden Core stage dares to take part in the Divine Bell assessment. He deserves to die!"
"If this kid can pass, I will perform a handstand and eat shit on the spot!"
…
"Come on, Mr. Ye!"
In the midst of the abuse, Duguxin suddenly shouted loudly.
Although this divine clock test was very terrifying, he still believed that Ye Fan could create miracles.
After all, in his heart, Ye Fan is synonymous with "miracle" and is a god-like existence.
If it weren't for Ye Fan, he wouldn't have been able to obtain the full version of "The Art of the Mad God" and join the Yunhai Immortal Sect.
What's more important is that although Ye Fan is only at the golden elixir level, he has defeated a strong man who has reached the seventh level of transformation!
This record alone is enough to crush everyone in the younger generation of Yunhai Xianmen!
On the other side, although Lin Tatian did not cheer loudly, he was also sweating for Mark in his heart.
Under the gaze of everyone, the pressure from the Infinity Bell finally hit Ye Fan's body.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Ye Fan did not use any magical powers and secret techniques. He just stood there so loosely. Judging from this posture, he actually wanted to use pure physical strength to resist the pressure from the holy weapon.
Such a move exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Did this kid give up the resistance because he knew he was going to die?" someone shouted.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
A full half minute passed, and Ye Fan still stood there, motionless, like a sculpture.
His expression was calm, not only did he not show any sign of pain, he did not even frown.
The pressure of the holy weapon seemed to him like a breeze blowing by.
"what happened?!"
Seeing this scene, the person who had just been gloating about his misfortune was instantly dumbfounded and rubbed his eyes crazily, thinking he was hallucinating.
You must know that Qi Yun, who had just reached the peak of Nascent Soul, used the high-level supernatural power "Pillow Purple Qi", but he couldn't even hold a breath under the pressure of the holy weapon.
Unexpectedly, now, Ye Fan, who is only in the Golden Core stage, has not used any magical powers and can withstand the pressure of the holy weapon just by relying on his physical body.
This comparison is really too exaggerated!
"Could it be that... the Infinity Clock is broken?" someone speculated.
"That's nonsense! This Infinity Bell is the magical weapon of Yunhai Immortal Lord. After thousands of years, how could it be so broken?"
"I know!" Suddenly, someone shouted: "It is said that the pressure released by the Infinity Bell will become stronger when it is strong, and it will be weak when it is weak! This kid must be too weak, and he has taken advantage of the loopholes to persist until now!
"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused the echo of many people around him.
"That's right! The Golden Core stage is so weak that even the Wuji Bell is probably unwilling to suppress such ants!"
"Allowing him to participate in the Divine Bell assessment is simply a stain on the sacred instrument!"
"I thought this kid was really capable. After working on it for a long time, he just got lucky!"
…
Hearing this one-sided public opinion, Elder Shang shook his head. He did not believe in any nonsense about weak people taking advantage of loopholes.
It is true that the Promise Bell will release varying degrees of pressure based on the monk's strength, but this is not something that just any cat or dog can contend with.
The weaker the strength, the easier it is to pass the assessment?
This is simply nonsense!
According to this, if you simply find a monk who is in the foundation building stage or even the Qi refining stage, wouldn't it be possible to pass the assessment in a matter of minutes?
At this moment, Elder Shang stared straight at Ye Fan and thought to himself: There must be something fishy about this kid, otherwise he would never have been able to persist for so long.
Just when everyone was shocked, Ye Fan, who was undergoing the pressure test of the holy weapon, looked relaxed.
Ye Fan's Heavenly Hegemonic Body was originally the most domineering holy body in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Moreover, it had been tempered by the golden flames of the sun, and its defense power had been increased by more than ten times.
In terms of physical strength, even monks at the peak of Nascent Soul cannot compete with him, let alone fellow monks.
Because of this, the pressure released from this sacred weapon was like a drizzle to him, just like an ordinary person carrying a schoolbag, slightly heavy, but absolutely no damage.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Whoosh!"
A beam of light descended from the Wuji Bell and penetrated directly into Ye Fan's body. This beam of light did not have any overwhelming power, but it seemed like something was spying on Ye Fan's consciousness.
Ye Fan had the illusion that he had been stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow, and all his thoughts and thoughts had nowhere to hide and were exposed to the outside.
"No!" Mr. Wei suddenly shouted loudly: "There is a weapon spirit in this Infinity Bell, and it seems that I feel the existence of this deity!"
"What?"
Ye Fan's face changed wildly.
Mr. Wei is his biggest supporter and his biggest trump card.
For such a long time, no one has ever noticed the existence of Mr. Wei. After all, an immortal wants to hide his aura, and only strong men of the same realm can sense it.
However, if there really is a weapon spirit inside this Infinite Bell, maybe it can really feel Mr. Wei.
"Xiao Fan, retreat quickly!" Mr. Wei's voice revealed unprecedented anxiety: "Once the weapon spirit of the Wuji Bell senses me, it will treat you as an immortal-level existence and explode with the same level of power!
"
"hiss!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his whole body was shaken, and he was as silent as a cicada.
If what Mr. Wei said is true, then even if he had a hundred lives, it would not be enough to die!
Ye Fan didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he mobilized his inner energy and wanted to escape.
"boom!"
In a flash of lightning, a burst of light erupted from the Infinity Clock that was billions of times stronger than before, as if billions of suns were flashing at the same time, instantly illuminating the entire suspended island, eclipsing the sky and the earth and dimming everything.
Immediately afterwards, many mysterious inscriptions and mantras suddenly appeared on the surface of the Infinity Clock, which contained the power of various magical laws.
Each inscription seems to be able to crush a star.
Every mantra seems to be able to suppress a world.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
There is a pressure that arises spontaneously. Words cannot describe how powerful it is. It has already surpassed countless true immortals.
Look down on the world and be honored among the immortals!
Everyone in the venue had an illusion, as if the Yunhai Immortal Lord, who was invincible thousands of years ago and ruled the Beidou Galaxy, woke up at this moment and released a ray of aura.
powerful!
Too strong!
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The Nascent Soul cultivators who were watching in the distance were all spitting out blood, and they were about to faint if they were even slightly affected by the pressure.
And Ye Fan, who was the first to bear the brunt of the Immortal Lord's pressure, was even more numb and horrified.
This time...he was tricked by Mr. Wei!
"Mr. Wei, what should we do?" Ye Fan asked quickly.
"Xiaofan, I'm sorry! I can't help you now, you have to rely on yourself for everything!" Wei Lao said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying aura of the Immortal Lord seemed to have cut through the long river of time, coming from before eternity, and struck Ye Fan hard.
"boom!"
In an instant, Ye Fan felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted.
The weapon spirit in this Wuji Bell once fought side by side with Yunhai Immortal Lord. If it gets angry, it will definitely not be able to match it with Ye Fan's current strength.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Fan only felt that the blood in his body was gathering crazily on his chest. It was so hot that it was almost boiling.
His eyes were also replaced by blood, and he had double pupils.
Under the terrifying pressure of the Immortal Lord, his Chi You bloodline was finally inspired.
"Ho ho ho! My fate is up to me. Even the Immortal Lord can't suppress me!" Ye Fan let out a domineering roar.
"boom!"
A burst of blood energy suddenly erupted from his body, and despite the pressure of the invisible Immortal Lord, he rushed straight into the sky and crashed into the Infinity Bell, which was a hundred meters above the ground.
"Bang!"
Under everyone's surprised eyes, the Infinity Clock shook, and the earth-shattering bell sounded, echoing in everyone's ears.
The Promise Bell is ringing!
The invisible sound wave went all the way up, as if going straight to the ninth heaven.