87: Chapter 87 A Killer Gaze? No, It's Staring Confused!

Su Changge stood by the window, motionless.

His brain had completely shut down due to extreme fear, leaving it a blank slate.

His eyes became hollow and vacant.

Driven purely by biological survival instinct, he stared fixedly at the figure suspended in the air—the source of the threat that spelled his doom.

However, to Kurong Old Ancestor, who was several thousand meters away, this appearance of being utterly terrified transformed into a completely different, earth-shattering scene.

What kind of gaze was that?

Kurong Old Ancestor's heart constricted suddenly!

In those eyes, there was nothing.

No anger, no surprise, not even a trace of emotional fluctuation belonging to a living being.

Calm.

Indifferent.

It was a gaze looking down upon all living things, like a god watching an ant crawling by its feet, a summer insect that could be crushed at any moment.

He had lived for nearly ten thousand years and had never seen such a gaze!

Facing his own earth-shaking, thunderous strike, this person hadn't even blinked?

He didn't even have the interest to walk out of the room.

He had merely pushed open a window.

What kind of contempt was this! This was no longer confidence; this was a complete, bone-deep disregard!

"Old thief! Do you see it!"

Qin Wudao, down below, felt courage flood his limbs the moment Su Changge appeared.

He pointed at Kurong Old Ancestor in the sky and burst into heaven-shaking, wild laughter.

"The Dao Ancestor looks at you as if looking at an ant in the mountains, a blade of grass in the dust! All your barking and provocations are, in his eyes, nothing but a laughable farce!"

"The Dao Ancestor is merciful and does not bother with a Mortal like you. Kneel down and beg for forgiveness at once!"

The believers who had escaped death at the foot of the mountain were also in a frenzy.

"The Dao Ancestor is invincible!"

"A mere Soul Transformation Cultivator dares to ring bells and wave banners before the Dao Ancestor!"

The shouts merged into a mountain-shaking roar, slamming heavily against Kurong Old Ancestor's Dao Heart.

He had come to expose a scam.

But now, he realized that he seemed to be the clown who had brought humiliation upon himself.

This left him in a dilemma, his old face turning pale and then livid.

Could it be... that this person truly had a background beyond his imagination?

No! It was absolutely impossible!

Kurong Old Ancestor forcibly extinguished the trace of panic that had just emerged in his heart.

He was suspicious by nature and only believed the results he verified himself!

Perhaps, the opponent was just proficient in some profound illusion technique or possessed a supreme treasure that shielded all detection.

"Playing mysterious!"

Kurong Old Ancestor let out a cold, low hum, deciding to try a different method of probing.

This time, he no longer used brute force capable of splitting mountains, but opened his mouth.

"Hum—"

A palm-sized, jet-black bell engraved with countless eerie runes flew out from his mouth.

The bell grew in the wind, instantly transforming into a giant clock, suspended above his head.

"Soul-Absorbing Bell!"

Below the mountain, an experienced old Cultivator recognized this treasure and let out a desperate cry on the spot.

This was Kurong Old Ancestor's Lifebound Treasure, a High Grade Spiritual Artifact of the most vicious kind!

It did not harm the Physical Body but targeted the Divine Soul!

It was rumored that once this bell rang, even a Soul Transformation Cultivator of the same rank would have their Divine Soul shaken and suffer splitting headaches; a slight carelessness would lead to a loss of Dao Heart and immediate Qi Deviation!

"Ding-a-ling—"

Kurong Old Ancestor performed a hand seal, and the Soul-Absorbing Bell rang without wind, emitting a series of crisp yet incredibly eerie demonic sounds.

The sound waves were invisible but more lethal than any blade in the world, instantly enveloping the entire heaven and earth!

"Ah—!"

At the foot of the mountain, swaths of Cultivators instantly clutched their heads and screamed, blood seeping from their seven orifices.

In their Sea of Consciousness, it felt as if billions of steel needles were churning wildly; their Divine Soul was almost torn to pieces on the spot.

Qin Wudao and several Elders also groaned, their faces pale as paper, desperately channeling their power to protect their minds, yet they still felt the world spinning and their Primordial Spirit becoming unstable.

This was the power of the Soul-Absorbing Bell!

However.

Right in the midst of this living hell, atop Changge Peak, by the window.

The white-robed figure was still standing there quietly.

Su Changge heard the bell.

He blinked, feeling somewhat curious.

This bell sound was actually quite pleasant; ding-a-ling, it sounded even better than the wind chimes he had heard in his previous life.

But what was this old man shaking a bell in the sky for?

Performing a ritual?

He had no idea that this highly penetrating bell sound was a Soul-destroying noise specifically targeting a Cultivator's Divine Soul.

He was just a Mortal at the Qi Refining First Layer who didn't even know what Divine Sense was.

His Soul, moreover, was an ordinary Soul from another world.

This attack from the Soul-Absorbing Bell was no different to him than listening to the background music of a square dance.

But this scene, in the eyes of Kurong Old Ancestor, was no less than the collapse of the heavens and the earth!

"How is this possible!"

For the first time, horror occupied Kurong Old Ancestor's face, and his voice went out of tune.

His Soul-Absorbing Bell had been pushed to the limit; even a Nascent Soul Cultivator a hundred miles away would suffer Divine Soul damage upon hearing it, but the target in the center...

Was actually... completely unresponsive?

Right, not even the slightest fluctuation of Divine Soul!

What did this mean?

Kurong Old Ancestor's brain went "hum," almost exploding.

Either the opponent had no Divine Soul at all and was a Puppet without a Soul.

Or the opponent's Divine Soul had reached a terrifying Realm that he couldn't even understand, a Realm he couldn't even look up to!

How could a living person not have a Divine Soul?

Then only the second possibility remained!

"His Divine Soul... could it be that it has surpassed the category of immortality and reached the legendary... Realm of 'Dao'?"

A thought that made his own Soul tremble frantically sprouted in his mind.

The onlookers didn't understand the profound mystery, but they could see the result.

The result was that Kurong Old Ancestor's trump card treasure was useless against the Dao Ancestor!

"Immunity to Ten Thousand Laws! The Dao Ancestor truly has Immunity to Ten Thousand Laws!"

"Hahaha, old rascal, your petty tricks are just a joke before the Dao Ancestor!"

The crowd fell into a frenzy of worship again, using their imagination to drape layer after layer of sacred halos over Su Changge.

At this moment, Su Changge felt a bit cold from the mountain breeze outside the window.

Coupled with not sleeping well last night, and being scared and tired today, a thick wave of sleepiness suddenly struck him after his high mental tension.

He couldn't help it.

In front of everyone.

In front of Kurong Old Ancestor.

He opened his mouth and let out a long yawn.

Ah—choo—

This yawn, on this battlefield intertwined with deathly silence and screams, appeared exceptionally clear and abrupt.

"Thump!"

The moment Kurong Old Ancestor saw this yawn, his Dao Heart shook violently, the Void Realm beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and he actually stumbled back three large steps in the air before managing to stabilize his figure in shock!

In his eyes, only endless fear remained.

What was that?

What was that yawn?!

It was Dao Rhyme! It was the concrete manifestation of the sound of the Great Dao!

Just now, his Bottleneck of cultivation that had been stagnant for over a thousand years was triggered by this yawn, and his internal magic power instantly became chaotic and went berserk!

If... if this yawn had been aimed at him...

Wouldn't his Divine Soul have shattered on the spot, and his ten thousand years of cultivation been destroyed in an instant?!

This person could not be fought!

Absolutely could not be fought!

Kurong Old Ancestor was afraid; a fear originating from the deepest part of his Soul gripped his heart.

He looked at Su Changge, his voice trembling uncontrollably, carrying a weeping tone.

"Se... Senior... Senior's Divine Ability... Junior... Junior has never heard of such a thing!"