Wind and rain come late.
A desolate world.
The silhouettes of the Six Paths lay heavily above, strong spiritual thoughts tearing the earth inch by inch. They were using the clumsiest method to find the bell spoken of by the Celestial Venerate.
Mountains were torn apart, along with the scorched rockscape, shattered and rising to the heavens.
"Where could it be..." Buddha Son murmured in confusion.
At the same time.
Underground, the last remaining laboratory in the desolate world of humanity.
Chen Xiaofan silently watched the images on the screen, lighting a cigarette, then another.
"It really is immortal..."
He exhaled a mouthful of smoke harshly, extinguished the cigarette butt, and said with a solemn expression:
"How are all the experiments progressing?"
The researchers shook their heads bitterly.
"Item number one showed no reaction at all, item number two..."
A researcher sighed, then changed the subject:
