Night Breeze exhaled a deep breath and walked firmly towards the altar above with the faint yellow candlelight.

In this dark space, only the light of the candle flame lit up the darkness and enveloped the entire altar.

On the altar were three small empty bowls, and several large plates that appeared to be offerings, but they were all empty.

The night breeze swept his gaze, following the feeling in his heart, stretched out his hand, hung above the small bowl on the left, and slashed his wrist with his other hand, and golden blood suddenly gushed out, falling into the small bowl drop by drop, until it was filled.

Almost after that, Night Wind stopped the bleeding and controlled the wound to heal, but his movements did not stop.

Night Wind's left hand was on the forehead, and the spiritual light gathered, pulling the soul power in the body, and then the fingers slowly pulled out, dragging out the soul essence bit by bit, and falling into the small bowl on the right, which was also filled.

When he finally looked at the small bowl in the middle, Night Breeze paused slightly, as if he was thinking about what should be in it.

However, the sluggishness of the night wind was only for a moment, and it began to slowly stamp.

As he moved, the aura on his body rippled.

Obviously, his spiritual power has been restricted, but the power of the laws of heaven and earth is still surging around him, and a clear spiritual light appears from him, which seems ordinary, but under a closer look, it feels that it contains countless ways of change in heaven and earth, which is difficult to see.

He blended the Heavenly Spirit Qi together and compressed it into a small lump, which seemed to be less, but it was already the sum of all the Heavenly Spirit Qi around him, and at this time, there were only a few wisps of the Qing Spirit Qi around him.

He carefully placed the small ball of Heavenly Spirit Qi in the small bowl in the middle, and then saw that the altar, which had not yet moved, suddenly buzzed and vibrate.

The candlelight became brighter and brighter, and the night breeze saw that there were intricate lines half a finger wide on the long wooden table, but they were connected to the bottom of the three small bowls, and the other end did not know where to go, as if it was a passage.

At this time, the contents of the three small bowls were slippery and seeping down, meandering through the passage, and the last three colors of light covered the entire altar.

The vibration of the altar became more and more obvious, and suddenly, a soft but irresistible light flashed, so that the night breeze couldn't help but close his eyes and turn sideways to avoid it, and when he turned back, he saw that the three large plates that had been placed behind the three small bowls of the altar were each containing something.

The thing in the middle, when the night wind's gaze fell, it seemed that it couldn't be recovered, and it stuck to it without moving a single bit.

It was only when a sound that seemed to be thunderous exploded in his mind that he woke him up, and looked at the little clumsy little bell in horror and admiration, but he didn't dare to stare at it as defenseless and unscrupulous as before, lest his soul be sucked in.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly found a quaint little thing out of the space and compared it with the small clock on the plate.

At the beginning, when they followed the caravan to the ancient realm of Cangyang, they encountered the attack of the divine beast White Tiger clan on the road, and the leader of the caravan gave this thing to his enemy, exerting a very powerful power and miraculous effect, and later called himself a destined person of this little bell and gave it to himself.

At that time, Night Breeze felt the unusualness of this quaint little bell, and even more so, he felt that the breath on this quaint little bell was somewhat like the breath of the Chaos Bell.

Although Nightwind had never seen a real Chaos Clock, he didn't know what he looked like.

However, as an 'encyclopedia', the Book of Spirits automatically records the events of this world, so he once looked through the Book of Spirits to check the magical appearance of the other altars.

Except for some of the more mysterious ones that have been covered up, most of them can be known.

So Night Wind actually knew that he had already gathered five or six artifacts on his body, and this time, it was the seventh - Chaos Bell.

But if this thing is the real Chaos Clock, what is the matter with this quaint little clock that made me feel the breath of the Chaos Clock in the first place?

The night breeze was a little puzzled, and suddenly he felt that there was a real breeze blowing in this space, and he keenly felt that there was another existence in this space, but it made him not feel vigilant and defensive.

He tilted his head slightly and looked back, and saw Xuan Lao standing quietly behind him with the Book of Xuan Ling in his hand, but his expression was slightly dignified.

Although Night Wind was a little surprised that Xuan Lao had suddenly appeared for the first time without even saying hello, when he saw that he was now solemnly casting spells, he still spontaneously silenced, and his face couldn't help but become much more solemn, and he fell silent with him.

The air froze for a few moments, and only the sound of the pages could be heard.

The Book of Occult Spirits kept flipping, and there was no way to grasp all the tadpole-sized mystical characters on it, even if Night Wind read it.

The material of the Book of Occult Spirits is the most mysterious and ancient of all the half-step chaos artifacts used, and it is imprinted with the laws that this universe has had since its inception.

Later, the laws of heaven and earth will gradually evolve in the process of development, and the most primitive thing that can be preserved at that time is probably only the material of the Book of Mysterious Spirits.

Therefore, some of the words in the Book of Mysterious Spirits are not even recognizable, except for the only ancient god in this universe who has survived from the primordial chaos to the present-the primordial chaos ancient god.

The reason why it is called chaos is not because it follows the path of chaos, but because it is an honorific title. Although it is said that the Dao system at that time is said to be chaotic Dao, after all, heaven and earth are ignorant, and all kinds of laws have evolved from chaos.

This Primordial Chaos Ancient God is also the longest-lived existence in this universe.

After all kinds of historical changes, he has not disappeared in the long river of history, but survived tenaciously, and even he is not a top powerhouse between heaven and earth, but he has a head that reserves incomplete knowledge that even the top powerhouses in heaven and earth only know.

Therefore, no matter what kind of existence it is, it is very respectful to this primordial chaos ancient god.

And he and the Book of Mysterious Spirits can be regarded as 'encyclopedia'-like existences, but the two are also a little different, because the Book of Mysterious Spirits is truly born and can record everything in the world, and the lifespan of existence in the world is not even comparable to this primordial chaos ancient god. But in the same way, the Book of Mysterious Spirits also knows many things that the Primordial Chaos Ancient God can't know, so it's hard to say who is up and who is down.

But if anyone can fully read and understand the contents of the Book of Mysterious Spirits, I am afraid that there is really only the original Chaos Ancient God.

The golden pages of the Book of Xuan Ling were constantly turning rapidly, and Xuan Lao's eyes were always flashing between opening and closing, and countless runes flashed in his eyes.

Just looking at the night breeze, I feel a little dizzy.

When the Book of Xuan Ling gradually stopped and stopped turning the pages, Xuan Lao finally closed it, closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and sighed.

"I see......"

Night Wind was still a little confused, so he saw Xuan Lao open his eyes and look at the Chaos Clock in the middle of the large plate above the altar, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Zhong Ming, you should have recovered your sanity, right? I didn't expect that the first among us to be able to recover to the peak was actually you. ”

The night breeze was wondering, but he saw the Chaos Bell floating in the large plate that was originally lying obediently on the altar, making a sound of "bell-", echoing in this space for a long time.

The bell rang, and the night breeze felt that all the distracting thoughts in his mind were cleared in an instant, and the whole person seemed to have entered the state of enlightenment.

However, this state is only for a short time, but it has already benefited Nightwind a lot.

For a moment, his eyes glowing as he looked at the Chaos Clock floating in the sky.

You must know that at this time, what he is most urgent about is how to improve his strength, and this Chaos Zhong Lu's hand has already made him understand, I'm afraid that this is the chance!

The originally dusty Chaos Bell seemed to have been washed away, and after ringing the bell, it returned to its simple and mysterious appearance.

And a man dressed in a gray robe, antique and detached, appeared in front of him.

This man should be the 'Zhong Ming' called by Xuan Lao, that is, the instrumental existence of the Chaos Bell.

Zhong Ming's appearance can even be said to be very ordinary in this cultivation realm, and he belongs to the kind that can't be found even if he is thrown into the crowd. But the flag on his body is very unique, that kind of peace, that kind of pride, that kind of super-dust...... Night Breeze has never seen anyone who can mix so many contradictory temperaments together, but I feel that this person can't see through it.

But looking at it again, there was only a feeling of washing away the lead.

Even if his appearance is mediocre, but everyone who sees him, I'm afraid the first thing they notice is his temperament, and then his appearance.

looks can't be a short leg that pulls him down.

"You were the last one to create it?" Zhong Ming asked lightly.

His voice is also very unique, obviously it seems to be plain, but it is inexplicably evocative, and every time you taste it, you can hear a different taste.

Although the eight artifacts are all equal, there is also a distinction between them.

Xuan Lao, who looks the oldest, is actually the one that has existed for the shortest time.

The Chaos Clock, on the other hand, is the earliest to exist.

It is rumored that it was not just created by the first heaven and earth clone, but an artifact that had already undergone baptism, but in the end, it was the heaven and earth clone who put it on the throne and became one of the first eight half-step chaos weapons.

In fact, it is said to be a half-step chaos weapon, but so far, every one that Night Wind has encountered is only at the artifact level, at most it is at the top artifact level, and they don't feel that they have the aura of transcending the artifact.

But he felt that maybe he would be able to find out the reason today.

"It's true, but you've been asleep for too long, even the thousands of changes in the world can't escape your sight, but I'm afraid you haven't seen the other ones yet, right?"

For them, they actually have the same owner, so they should be very familiar and intimate in their own right.

Even Zhong Ming, who looks super dusty and simple, is very well adapted to this kind of closeness of Xuan Lao.

Zhong Ming nodded lightly, for some reason, the night breeze always felt a taste of arrogance.

"It's always going to happen. Immediately afterwards, he changed his words again, "But the most important thing now is to restore me, and now the external situation is still changing, and the chess game has been reopened, turbulent, and I am afraid of change." ”

Night Wind was still a little confused, and seeing this, Xuan Lao patiently explained to him.

"Although we are half-step chaos weapons, it is just the limit that this universe can withstand at present, but because we have lost our master, even if we have the protection of the altar, it is still difficult to avoid the interference of the Heavenly Dao. In particular, the altar could not withstand much force, so before we fell asleep, we would strip a part of ourselves and drift away, and then descend to the artifact level. ”

"But that's just normal. As I said just now, even if there is an altar protection, it is difficult to avoid the interference of the Heavenly Dao. Some of us are also maliciously harmed by the Heavenly Dao, resulting in our own deficiencies, which will make it more difficult to recover. And now, as you can see, this quaint little clock is part of the Chaos Bell to help him return to the top, and then you can truly sign a contract to make the Chaos Clock work for you. ”

Night Wind was also the first time he had heard the secret of this half-step chaos weapon, and he had a feeling of sudden realization in his heart.

It's no wonder that he was still strange before, how could it be that it was obviously a half-step chaos weapon, but it only had the strength of the artifact level?

Hearing this, he realized that he was afraid that the process of this fusion would not be easy, and it might be disturbed by the Heavenly Dao. That's why Zhong Ming didn't even have a good understanding of himself, so he said words like 'late fear of change', and he wanted to start recovering his strength directly.

Night Wind hurriedly did not delay any longer, and according to Zhong Ming's instructions, after swallowing the next god-level elixir and restoring himself to the peak in all aspects, he used his various powers to build a contract according to Zhong Ming's words, and it was necessary to make the bond between them deep enough!

While refining the Chaos Bell, it is also necessary to refine the quaint little bell, and then cooperate with the bell to reintegrate the two.

During this period, there were constant forces of interference, but they were not able to really reach their side.

According to Xuan Lao, the place where the soul resides is a barrier, and the soul devouring beast clan outside is another barrier, and the cave itself is also a barrier, so that all interference can be intercepted and not disturbed them.

But if Heavenly Dao is forced to make a move, it will be very difficult.

That's why Zhong Ming said, I'm afraid of change.

But fortunately, the Heavenly Dao seemed to have really been stumped by something, and until the last half-step of the aura of the Chaos Weapon raged, summoning the world, there was no trace of the Heavenly Dao.

When this surprised the night breeze and others, it was inevitable to wonder.