Clang!  

Amidst shocked gazes, a resounding ring reverberated throughout the all-heavens, and a giant golden bell appeared out of thin air. As the chiming of bells echoed, huge tremendous halos of light constantly spread out from the golden bell. 

As the golden halos spread out, they collided with the giant ancient painting crashing down, causing the space to ripple and crumble.

Under the golden halos obstruction, the Sacred Mountain Painting couldn’t descend any further. The golden bell refused to budge, and it seemed that no one could do anything about it.

“Prime Saint Tai Mi, you really think our all-heavens have no people?”

During the standstill, an old laugh rang in the void, and an old figure emerged from a distortion of space....