The woman wearing a Daoist robe sits in the Kūn position, continuously using colossal spiritual power to stabilize the chaotic bell trying to escape. Deng Chanyu sits in the Qi position. She first spits a Southern Ming Huǒ toward the chaotic bell. Even when she drives her Taiyī Dao Guo to its utmost limits, the chaotic bell remains its usual undead state.
She formed a gesture with her hand, tracing the character "phoenix" in the air with her right hand, and in the next moment, the Southern Ming Li fire of the Golden Phoenix and the Southern Ming Li fire of the Yuan Phoenix were simultaneously released.
If Deng Chanyu's flames are like a small stream, then the Southern Ming Li fire of the Golden Phoenix is like a river, and the Southern Ming Li fire of the Yuan Phoenix is comparable to an ocean. That is a sea of flames formed from the purest and most intense flames materialized.
The Southern Ming Li fire of the Yuan Phoenix is uncontrollable, but fortunately, it has the same origin Southern Ming Li fire to guide it. Afterwards, the surging and torrential flames are like a heavy punch hitting the chaotic bell.
The chaotic bell possesses four major functions: the power to subdue the Hongmeng world, distort time and space, evolve the mysteries of heaven and earth, and refine the elements of earth, fire, water, and wind. The rest, such as binding time, suppressing space, and reflecting damage, are considered minor functions.
Even the triple fire, equivalent to a sage personally practicing, cannot shake the chaotic bell that can refine earth, fire, water, and wind. Southern Ming Huǒ does not fall into the normal range as this Phoenix clan technique contains some characteristics of chaos flame.
The Yuan Feng has pushed this flame to a state of burning everything, whether it be things within the Primordial Wilderness or things outside it; everything is within the scope of the flames' combustion.
The Southern Ming Huǒ fiercely invades the chaotic bell, and a counter flame also arises within the bell.
Nuwa subconsciously adopted a posture of watching a play. Her shoulders had just moved imperceptibly, and the other avatar with a serious face and even a thick killing aura pushed her with his palm. Nuwa turned her head and the avatar glared at her fiercely, Mind your status! Don't bring shame to us!
Boring! Nuwa looks down on her three avatars, each one with their own bad habits. She really wants to ask Hongjun if he can ignore these three characters and let her have another go at slaying the Three Demons herself.
When Nuwa daydreamed, her only disciple was engaged in a struggle with the chaotic bell.
The Taíyī had erased his own mark within the chaotic bell, but he had spent far too long refining it, leaving behind a myriad of Hóngrì Jīnyàn inside the bell. The Taíyī Dao Guó could roam the Chaos by relying on the Hóngrì Jīnyàn; naturally, the chaotic bell could as well.
The Southern Ming Li fire seeks to forcibly occupy the chaotic bell, but the Dàrì Jīnyàn within the bell naturally objects, and both begin to pull and tug.
The flames within the bell are like boundless water without a source, like trees without roots. It has been away from the sun star for too long, and the internal fire is no longer what it used to be. Every drop counts, Fortunately, the Southern Ming Li fire is also a one-time deal, so they are evenly matched.
The victory or defeat hinges on Deng Chanyu. The Southern Ming Li fire of the Yuan Feng has consumed almost half of its strength. She hastily diverted the Southern Ming Li fire of the Golden Phoenix to join the battlefield. At the same time, she also disregarded her spiritual power consumption and continuously spat out blazing flames at the chaotic bell.
The shadow of the sunbird with three legs stands above the chaotic bell, stretching its neck and singing melodiously. The sound is deep and somewhat melancholic, carrying a sense of heroism at the end of his days.
The nine gold crows on the Phoenix Tree looked foolish, feeling familiar with the "big gold crow," but they couldn't remember where they had seen it before.
Just after taking back the Slaying Demons Flying Knife from Jiangziya, Lu Xie had a feeling, even though he saw nothing and there were no celestial signs or warnings. He still relied on his intuition and cast his gaze towards Waigong Palace. After carefully watching for a while, he turned and vanished in a beam of light.
The shadow of the sunbird is not Taíyī, nor is it Diàojùn. At most, it can be considered a bit of the remaining Dàrì Jīnyàn imitating its former master's appearance, trying to scare away the enemy.
Deng Chanyu doesn't fall for this trick. In the midst of her busyness, she ate two peaches to restore some of her spiritual power, and then used the Southern Ming Li fire to consume all the remaining Dàrì Jīnyàn, completely occupying the broken chaotic bell.
The shadow of the sunbird circled around Waigong Palace seven times and finally completely dissipated.
"I'm exhausted!" Deng Chanyu was almost exhausted to the point of collapse. She looked at Nuwa puzzledly. She had only heard a general outline of the repair plan before, and faintly remembered that this step should have been handled by a sage. Why did she have to do it herself?
Nuwa smiled and gave her an encouraging gaze.
Very good, very good. You have great potential!
The Qingluan and the attendants all bowed their heads in unison.
Deng Chanyu had a bunch of questions in her head. She was very tired and quickly went to one side to swallow spiritual energy and restore her spiritual power.
The seemingly fierce avatar, which had taken the position of the Qian originally occupied by Deng Chanyu, worked in conjunction with the woman in the Daoist robe, constantly driving various spiritual spells into the chaotic bell.
The Southern Ming Li fire not only dispelled the "squatting on the toilet without flushing" Dàrì Jīnyàn but also burned all parts of the chaotic bell that had been corrupted by Chaos, including its main body and fragments.
The disinfection and sterilization work was completed. In the face of opposition from the three avatars, Nuwa decided to step in personally.
"The teacher's path is not suitable for you, but you can also observe carefully, in the future..." Nuwa's words were cut off halfway through.
Deng Chanyu asked, "How in the future?"
Nuwa looked at the Qingluan. How should I say this? Compliment you on your work, but then have endless chores for you to do in the future?
The Qingluan, being able only to rescue her master, said with a tone filled with earnest expectation, "A Yu, do not let your mind wander. Observe the Empress' repair technique carefully."
The previous lecture of Tongo Tiao Zhou was empty lectures, empty against empty. He spoke about emptiness, and the disciples of Zongtian Men only understood it to some extent.
Now Nuwa demonstrates her own principle of life and life creation, which is indeed an precious experience. Deng Chanyu retracts her distractions, allowing herself to have a clear mind. The Taiyī Dao Guo also unfolds as a result. She carefully observes the sage's manipulation of the Dao and contemplates the ultimate truth within it.
Nuwa first throws out a red embroidery ball, and countless red threads penetrate deep into the bell's interior. Using an extremely precise and accurate technique, countless fine cracks that cannot be seen even by the naked eye or divine consciousness are sealed.
Afterward, she took out the Qixuan Ding. The Qixuan and its two poles fell at Waigong Palace, one yin and one yang. The pure qi entered the interior of the bell to heal its divine essence, while the turbid qi attached to the exterior for reinforcement. The chaotic bell swayed gently, and the sound of its bell became clearer and more melodious from its original sluggishness and dullness.
Finally, Nuwa flicked her wrist, and the River and Mountains Society Map unfolded slowly. In the many worlds where she is regarded as the mother goddess of creation, countless immortals began to hold grand ceremonies. The delicate fragrance of incense from the world within the map flowed out, into the chaotic bell.
Nuwa herself also produced a large amount of merit, guiding the power of incense to strengthen the damaged parts of the bell body.
Stars misalign, and the sun and moon lose their radiance. Countless meteors streak by, and more life and death changes evolve in a new perspective. Deng Chanyu feels as though she's witnessing the process of Chaos evolving from nothing to something. She can't help but become entranced by it.
The final step of the repair is not of the bell's physical body but of its divine essence, which can be understood as the original system collapsing, and now Nuwa is giving the chaotic bell a new system.
