Indeed!

Yang Tian was also holding his breath, waiting for Zhao Hu to attack, and then seize the chance to counter-attack.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hu wasn't stupid. He didn't choose to touch him; instead, he turned to attack Tang Rui.

Helpless, Yang Tian could only resort to a sneak attack.

Facing this strike, Zhao Hu seemed to have prepared for it.

His claw, pressing on Tang Rui, pierced into his body and directly tossed him towards Yang Tian.

The poison from Yang Tian sprayed entirely onto Tang Rui.

"Sizzle sizzle."

The venom poured all over Tang Rui's body, causing his already tattered form to emit sizzling noises.

The intense pain awakened Tang Rui from his coma, and he let out a piercing scream.

At this moment, a ruthless glint flashed in Yang Tian's eyes.

He did something that left everyone dumbfounded.

As Tang Rui was thrown towards him, his mouth opened wide.

He actually swallowed Tang Rui in one gulp.

Yes!

That's right!

He swallowed the transformed giant bat of Tang Rui right into his belly.

What kind of move is this?

Even Zhao Hu was stunned, standing there forgetting to attack.

"Huh? Why doesn't it feel like any power is coming forth?"

After a while, Yang Tian frowned.

Good heavens, it seems he was inspired by Zhao Hu swallowing Zhao Meng earlier.

He thought that devouring Tang Rui would grant him Tang Rui's superpower, or at the very least, replenish his own power.

However, reality was that nothing happened.

Of course, this is also normal. If swallowing another superpower user could make someone stronger and grant their powers.

Then wouldn't the world be in chaos?

By then, Wang Hao's Blade of Plunder would become trash.

Just swallow directly.

"Brother Hu, you see, Tang Rui is dead too, half of your revenge is fulfilled, so why don't we call it a day?"

Yang Tian flicked his tongue like a serpent, chuckling:

"The situation is quite complicated right now, if we keep fighting like this, we both might die here in the end. Why not join forces, so we have a slim chance of survival."

"Impossible!"

Zhao Hu decisively rejected, looking at Yang Tian coldly:

"If it were any other matters, I could let it go, but Mengzi's vengeance, I must exact, even if it means dying."

"The mastermind behind this is actually Li Qian, I was just lending a hand.

You should seek revenge on her, shouldn't you?"

"Hmph! Stop rambling, today you must die!"

Zhao Hu snorted coldly, tired of wasting words with Yang Tian, and directly lunged at him.

"Damn it!"

Yang Tian cursed in anger.

Encountering someone as stubborn and obstinate as Zhao Hu made him utterly frustrated.

At this moment, he regretted it.

Why come all the way to fight for the Golden Bell?

Wouldn't it be better staying peacefully back home?

He had already gained a lot from this trip!

Now it had turned into this situation, he didn't even know if he could survive.

Catwoman glanced at the Golden Bell, then at the almighty Flame Man.

With a meow, she transformed into a cat and fled.

In her current state, she wasn't sure if she would make it out alive, let alone fight for the Golden Bell.

She planned to find a safe and hidden place nearby to recuperate first.

At this point, she too was filled with deep regret.

Greed knows no bounds!

This time, she truly didn't gain and instead lost.

Now, the main competitors for the Golden Bell were essentially just the Flame Man and the trio.

Of course!

Whether there were others lurking in the shadows, Wang Hao wasn't certain.

But at this moment, Wang Hao was no longer willing to wait.

Short Flute Man's melody had a certain effect on surrounding monsters.

At least the low-level ones.

The previous batch that gathered was obliterated by cannon fire, but a new batch started to converge.

The commotion caused by the bombardment was too great, also drawing the attention of monsters.

The complex terrain of Purple Gold Mountain, combined with dense trees, slowed the monsters' advances, making it hard for a large-scale horde.

But once they gathered here, the numbers would be overwhelming.

If several Mantis Monsters appeared, it'd be disastrous.

"Yueyue! Wait for my signal to back me up."

Wang Hao patted Xiaoyueyue's head and firmly gripped the Blade of Plunder.

He had two plans for dealing with the Golden Bell's attack.

The first was to build a cage with spiritual power, like Flame Man, and drag the Golden Bell away.

If the Golden Bell destroyed the cage, then he'd have to resort to the second plan, cutting it with the Blade of Plunder.

If things got worse, then execute the Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique.

No matter how powerful the Golden Bell is, it's ownerless now.

Without anyone controlling it, could it fly up to the heavens?

Wang Hao's eyes sharpened, he moved swiftly toward the Golden Bell.

It was different now; the ground had been blasted into scorched earth, extending beyond Xiaoyueyue's teleportation range.

Wang Hao didn't want Yueyue to waste any energy.

He could stealthily rush in himself, his speed wasn't slow either.

Everyone else was grievously injured; anyone who dared stop him would be killed!

When Wang Hao appeared on the scorched ground, it immediately caught the attention of the Flame Man and others.

Yet he ignored them, leaping through the air towards the Golden Bell.

"Get lost!"

Flame Man was startled, unleashing his inner power to deliver a mighty blow, knocking out the already struggling Sword Man.

"Fire Dragon!"

With a graceful spin, he mustered strength and hurled a fire dragon at Wang Hao.

"Roar!"

The fire dragon seemed alive, even letting out a dragon's roar, charging toward Wang Hao with dragon might.

When the fire dragon emerged, the Golden Bell visibly trembled.

Wang Hao slightly squinted, utterly fearless.

His spiritual power erupted, slashing out with a blade.

A massive purple-gold crescent blade shot towards the fire dragon.

After a brief standoff, the fire dragon's head split open, then was cleaved from head to tail by the crescent blade.

The crescent blade didn't lose momentum, continuing to slash toward Flame Man.

Flame Man was alarmed, tipped his toe to retreat swiftly, narrowly evading.

While Wang Hao utilized the recoil force, reaching out for the Golden Bell.

Just as he was about to construct a cage with spiritual power.

The Golden Bell suddenly shook.

"Dang!"

The bell rang.

Wang Hao was startled, his coalesced spiritual power instantly forming a shield in front of him.

The fate that befell Tang Rui was still fresh in his memory.

Flame Man and Short Flute Man both had a mocking smirk.

The Golden Bell!

Was it something just anyone could obtain?

A mere clown attempting to lay hands on a divine object?

"Huh?"

Moments later, Wang Hao made a light noise of surprise, seemingly unscathed!

Yet he landed on the ground.

He inspected his body.

No anomalies!

At this moment, he couldn't help but instinctively look at the Golden Bell.

Right then, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.

The Golden Bell burst into light, then shot towards Wang Hao, shrinking continuously in the air.

Finally merging into Wang Hao's forehead.

Its speed was astonishing.

So fast that Wang Hao didn't even have time to react, not even constructing a defensive barrier!

"This..."

Not only Wang Hao, but Flame Man and even Short Flute Man were also stunned.

Especially Short Flute Man.

He looked at Wang Hao as if seeing a ghost.

"Chosen host? How is this possible? How could it acknowledge him as the master? Based on what? Wrong! This must be a mistake!"

He felt like his beliefs were about to be upended.

He knew a bit about the Golden Bell's origins.

Knowing made him even more shocked!

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