This little bell was none other than the Chaos, the innate spiritual treasure bound to Eastern Emperor Taiyi. The Chaos grew to the size of a mountain, and amidst a roar from Eastern Emperor Taiyi, it smashed down toward the Myriad Immortals Formation.
With a deafening crash, every single one of the tens of thousands of Loose Immortals who formed the Myriad Immortals Formation spat a mouthful of blood, and the protective barrier of the formation violently rippled.
Upon seeing this, Duke of the East hurriedly summoned his dragon-headed walking stick, turned back into the formation, and shouted, "Hold your ground, immortals!" Channeling his energy, he worked together with the others to stabilize the formation. Only after a long while did the protective barrier calm down.
Chapter 42