"Self-destructed?"

Listening to Eastern Emperor Taiyi’s words, Ye Yun was thoughtful, and a timeline appeared in his mind.

If he remembers correctly.

In the Primordial world, during the final battle between the Ancient Witches and Demons, Eastern Emperor Taiyi fought to the bitter end, ultimately self-destructing the Chaotic Bell, perishing along with the Ancestral Witches.

One could say that this Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor was ruthless, extremely decisive at the time, not hesitating to go down with his enemy to annihilate them.

But... what was the point of it?

After this great war, neither the Witch Clan nor the Demon Clan had any winners; both withdrew from the stage of history.

"Damn, this System is really incredible; even though the Chaotic Bell self-destructed, it was still able to let me check-in and retrieve it..."

Ye Yun’s expression changed, feeling deeply the terror of the System.

The self-destructed Chaotic Bell, logically, should have already turned to dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Yet the System was still able to forcibly piece the Chaotic Bell together and then cross innumerable worlds, delivering it to Ye Yun’s storage.

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

"System..."

"System, are you there?"

Ye Yun tried calling the System twice in his heart, but there was silence, no response at all.

Ye Yun found it a bit strange.

Where did the omnipotent System go?

Could it really be that it went into a deep sleep due to extensive check-ins leading to energy depletion?

This... is highly possible.

Thinking of the countless treasures in his storage, Ye Yun felt a bit of a headache.

He could never use them up in his lifetime.

To say a lifetime isn’t accurate; he probably wouldn’t exhaust them in "hundred million" lifetimes.

"Sir, how do you know about that ancient battle between the Witches and the Demons?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi closely watched the changes in Ye Yun’s expression, asking nervously.

"I’ve only heard about it. I didn’t experience that battle myself..."

Ye Yun thought for a moment and vaguely replied.

"Then how did you make the Chaotic Bell cross numerous worlds to find you?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi asked anxiously.

"How would I know? I guess the Chaotic Bell wanted to recognize me as its master, so it pieced itself together and ran all the way here..."

Ye Yun laughed heartily.

This kind of thing really couldn’t be explained, so he could only use this ridiculous excuse to brush aside Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi fell silent, staring at the familiar Chaotic Bell, his breath growing more rapid.

At the same time.

The true body of Eastern Emperor Taiyi, deep in the gray abyss, had long stopped unsealing and was enveloped in a blazing fire, exuding terrifying divine might.

"Eastern Emperor, what’s wrong?"

A man in a black robe opened his eyes and looked at Eastern Emperor Taiyi in shock.

"My Chaotic Bell has appeared!"

Vast power surged within his body, Eastern Emperor Taiyi clenched his fist, and his fists crackled loudly.

"Eastern Emperor, don’t be impulsive. We must not fail at the last moment!"

The black-robed man urged him to stop.

"Everyone! This Chaotic Bell is my guardian spiritual treasure, I must take it back, or my mind will be unsettled, and I won’t be able to continue assisting the three of you in unsealing!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood up, clasped his hands in apology, and smiled: "Once I handle that guy, I’ll come back and personally bear the consequences..."

After saying that.

His figure flashed and immediately disappeared from the spot.

The other three black-robed men looked extremely grim.

Just as their mission was about to succeed, it fell apart at the critical moment.

"If we stop now to help Eastern Emperor Taiyi, what would the impact be?"

One black-robed man asked.

Another black-robed man chuckled bitterly, "Start over again, as simple as that!"

"All right then!

We will assist Eastern Emperor Taiyi, such a person, if he finds his so-called guardian spiritual treasure, will undoubtedly become even more powerful in the future!"

The black-robed man contemplated for a moment and then made an important decision swiftly.

The others nodded.

Three shadows flashed and disappeared into the void.

The originally more transparent gray boulder rapidly turned opaque until it became entirely gray.

...

A ripple stirred the void.

The true body of Eastern Emperor Taiyi walked out, his face thunderous.

With a wave of his hand, the avatar transformed into light and disappeared into his body.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, I finally get to see your true self."

Ye Yun glanced at Eastern Emperor Taiyi and said with a smile.

To be honest.

Ye Yun genuinely admired this famously ancient Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor of the Primordial World.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi followed the path of The Great God Pan-Gu, using strength to seek truth, a path that was incredibly arduous.

Precisely because it was arduous.

Once achieved, it was far more potent than those saints who became saints by cutting three corpses.

"Who exactly are you?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi glared at Ye Yun, asking calmly.

He didn’t rush to take action but called the Chaotic Bell secretly.

However, the Chaotic Bell did not respond.

"Your avatar recognizes me, and yet your true self doesn’t?"

Ye Yun shrugged with a smile.

His true identity, of course, could not be revealed to Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Nor to anyone else.

Three flashes of black light suddenly transformed into three black-robed men.

"Demon Clan?"

Noticing the distinct Demonic Qi and peculiar appearances of the three black-robed men, Ye Yun was slightly surprised.

"Correct, we are from the You Tian Demon Clan of the Demon World!"

One black-robed man unabashedly said with pride.

He fixated on the small, mysterious yellow bell in Ye Yun’s hand and frowned, "Oh Eastern Emperor, we aren’t outsiders and have come to offer our support!"

"No need, I appreciate your goodwill, but I must take back this Chaotic Bell myself!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi clenched his fists, his whole body’s bones crackled, and an unimaginable vast power emitted from his body.

The surrounding gray mist suddenly stopped flowing.

It was as if countless mountains pressed down in the void.

"Using strength to seek truth, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, your power is quite impressive..."

Ye Yun nodded with a smile.

No doubt, an Ancient Heavenly Emperor, proud to the core, wanting to fight alone.

"Who... who exactly are you? How do you know I’m taking the path of using strength to seek truth?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Ye Yun.

In the Primordial World, he knew almost all the renowned mighty beings, but he had never seen someone like this.

"I’ve just heard about it, no need to be so tense!"

Ye Yun replied nonchalantly with a smile.

"What else do you know?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi slowly raised his fist, ready to commence the battle.

"I also know Hongjun, Nuwa, Houtu..."

Ye Yun counted on his fingers, reciting the names as if listing his treasures.

His words left the three black-robed men bewildered.

Who were these people?

How come they had never heard of them?

"Very well, you really are a deeply hidden individual! But the Chaotic Bell you stole... I must retrieve it!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi sneered, slowly extending his fist.

"Haha, using strength to seek truth, huh, very well—then let me test how powerful your strength really is!"

Ye Yun’s whole body bones crackled, the power of the Ancestral Dragon Body was secretly mobilized.

One was an Ancient Demon Emperor of the Primordial world, taking the path of using strength to seek truth, with boundless power, renowned throughout the Primordial World.

The other was the Body of the Ancestral Dragon from the Dragon Hidden Continent, Ancestor of Ten Thousand Dragons, with terrifying physical strength unimaginable in its might.

For such a contest, Ye Yun had long anticipated it.