I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2356 - 2355: Shattering the Eternal Bell with a Fist, the Use of Intelligent Consciousness

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Xu Zimei endured the refining process within the Eternal Bell, using it to hone his Power of the Great Dao. After seven days, though weakened, his Great Dao proved resilient, ultimately allowing him to break free and emerge even stronger. Confronting Sikong Zhaixing and the others outside, Xu Zimei's enhanced power was undeniable.

"It's not that he hasn't refined it, but he can't," Xu Zimei said calmly.

He looked at the faces of Sikong Zhaixing and others, feeling that these people were hopelessly foolish.

Do you think the Eternal Bell is invincible?

Do you think it can refine whoever it wants?

Above the firmament, the Eternal Bell held up by Xu Zimei was also quite helpless.

He didn't answer their questions.

Because at this point, he was too lazy to pay attention to Sikong Zhaixing and the others.

He had already resigned himself to his fate inside.

With the power Xu Zimei was exhibiting now, it was likely he was no longer a match.

Even the existence of the Eternal City was uncertain.

The Eternal Bell dared not think further because the consequences were too much for them to bear.

"That's it, that's it," the Eternal Bell said.

"The Sovereign once showed me kindness; when my wisdom evolved, it was stagnant due to insufficient energy."

"It was the Sovereign who helped me complete my transformation."

"No matter the outcome now, I can only sacrifice myself to repay the sovereign's kindness."

Upon hearing this, the Eternal Bell had made up its mind to fight to the death.

Whether or not the Eternal Bell would exist, he was unwilling to live alone.

"My lord," Sikong Zhaixing and others' faces changed dramatically, each kneeling and shouting.

"Why come to this, why come to this!"

How could they not understand the meaning of the Eternal Bell?

If the Eternal Bell died, how could they find a way to survive?

"Opportunities and risks coexist in the world. If we defeat the opponent, our Eternal Dynasty will naturally be free from the constraints of the Divine Court.

But now that we've failed, we must bear the consequences."

As the Eternal Bell finished speaking, he transformed back into the form of a bronze bell and fiercely struck toward Xu Zimei.

The bronze bell shattered space, crossing the firmament.

The sense of oppression and power it brought were astonishing.

Space was shattering, and the entire world before their eyes was completely collapsing.

This was the Eternal Bell's desperate strike.

The power was moving.

Of course, seeing the Eternal Bell making a move, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't sit still.

He shouted to the people beside him, "Everyone, let's quickly assist the Eternal Bell; if we join forces, we might have a chance."

"Otherwise, if the Eternal Bell loses, none of us will meet a good end."

At this point, Sikong Zhaixing and the others understood that their power was unlikely to be effective in this battle.

Turning the tide was almost impossible for them.

But Sikong Zhaixing was simply unwilling to give up.

Like a drowning person, knowing that resistance is useless, he still fights back desperately, hoping to grab onto a lifeline.

This was the reaction of Sikong Zhaixing and others at this moment.

Facing the Eternal Bell's attack, they too joined the battle.

Those present were not weak, pillars of the Eternal Dynasty.

Sikong Zhaixing waved his hand, and the starry sky around him flickered, stars shifted, and the Star Picking Hand was formed.

Sikong Zhaixing's name was based on star picking, and it wasn't a name taken lightly.

From a young age, Sikong Zhaixing was curious about the starry sky of Wu Geng, wanting to pick a star.

After cultivating Taoism, he used this as his foundation to comprehend his method of Entering the Taoism.

Now, the Star Picking Hand crossed the void, its power awe-inspiring.

Looking at the tactics coming from all directions.

Xu Zimei's expression was calm, and he said lightly, "The struggle of ants is still just a struggle of ants."

He slapped the empty space with his hand, instantly annihilating all attacks within.

Only the Eternal Bell plowed through everything, striking forward.

Xu Zimei stepped forward with his right foot, then clenched his right hand into a fist, the Power of the Great Dao permeating the tip.

"Boom..."

This punch carried extremely strong Jing Qi and came crashing down.

The power brought by this punch was no less than that of the Eternal Bell.

A violent explosion echoed through the space.

The Eternal Bell trembled fiercely, the intense vibration enough to obliterate everything.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

At this moment, beneath the trembling sound of the Eternal Bell, within the Eternal City, countless people's eardrums tore.

Some bled from seven orifices, dying tragically.

It could be seen that while Xu Zimei and the Eternal Bell's battle did not deliberately target others.

But merely the aftermath of the battle was unbearable for those around.

After this battle, even without Xu Zimei's action, it was hard to imagine people inside the Eternal City surviving.

As the fist landed, cracks appeared on the surface of the Eternal Bell.

Yet the Eternal Bell was still incredibly strong, with the resolve to fight to the death, charging toward Xu Zimei again.

"Today, I shall shatter the divine relic with my fists," Xu Zimei said calmly.

Though ending the Eternal Bell, a unique artifact, this way was a pity.

But Xu Zimei would never let the opponent off.

Anyone who defies him, regardless of person or thing, would not meet a good end.

Xu Zimei swung his fists again.

However, this time, it was no longer just one fist, but both fists working together.

And he took the initiative, stepping through space directly.

"Boom boom boom..."

With each powerful blow from his fists, the power of the Great Dao around Xu Zimei transformed.

As the Ten Million Great Dao progressed further, Xu Zimei began to control this power more clearly.

In mastering it, Xu Zimei also grew more familiar.

The vastness of the Power of the Great Dao was both qualitative and quantitative.

And the Eternal Bell was clearly unable to hold on.

Because the cracks on its surface grew larger and more numerous.

While Xu Zimei's fists raged, becoming faster and faster.

Finally, after an unknown number of punches.

Xu Zimei felt invigorated, feeling as if he had exhaled.

"Bang—"

The Eternal Bell couldn't hold on any longer and exploded.

Countless bronze bell fragments scattered down, spreading toward the surroundings.

They turned into streams of light, each heading in different directions as if afraid of being found by Xu Zimei.

This indicated clearly.

The Eternal Bell was shattered, but the awareness within still remained.

Being shattered was a last resort.

If someday, all the fragments could be reunited, perhaps the Eternal Bell could be reborn.

This was the contingency left by the Eternal Bell.

But Xu Zimei wouldn't let the opponent off so easily.

If they were enemies, not a sliver or shred of a living path would be left.

This was Xu Zimei's principle.

He waved his hand, stopping all the Eternal Bell fragments that initially tried to escape.

As if space had stopped entirely, time and space ceased to flow.

Xu Zimei shattered the Eternal Bell with punches, not merely because the opponent offended him, but he valued the wisdom within.