The sound of the bell drum that came from the precipice was unprecedented, and just when they thought the sound of the bell drum was the last sound, the next sound of the bell drum would be transmitted again.

  When the seventh bell rings, the Cloud Sea Sect falls silent, with only that sacred voice lingering on.

  The crowd of Yunhai Sect even gave birth to a strange feeling, as if only the shocking sound of the bell and drum was left in this world, this sound, like the momentum of heaven and earth, shrouded the entire Yunhai Sect.

  Nan Gong Ling stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of the Tianya Cliff. His long robe fluttered gently in the breeze, and around him, Mo Canglan, Mo Xie, Yun Hai Zong disciples, even Chu Zhangpeng and Lin Xuan all looked in the same direction, giving off an ethereal feeling, as if they were on a pilgrimage!

  Heavenly precipice, solitary peak stone cave, the old man in black stood there, looking up at the top, his eyes with a few points of solemnity and dignity.

  The old man in black robes guarded the cliff of Tianying, in Yunhai Sect. Even fewer people knew of his existence, yet even if the sect master Nangong Ling saw him, he would still have to politely call out "Kong Lao".

  He saw Lin Feng was only at the 8th level of Qi Refining, and his Martial Spirit seemed very weak, so he let him enter the most difficult trial, Zhong Drum Cliff. He hoped that Lin Feng would retreat in the face of difficulty, but Kong Lao never expected that Lin Feng, relying solely on his weak cultivation, actually rang out the sound of the drum from the cliff.

  What shocked Kong Lao even more was that the sound of the bell and drum continued one after another, far-reaching and lingering, enveloping the sky and earth of Yunhai Sect. At this moment, it had already struck the seventh beat.

  In the thousand-year history of Yunhai Sect, no one has ever created such a miracle.

  He moved his feet, and stepped into the passage leading to the Zhong Drum Cliff. Along the stairs of the passage, he went up step by step, with a solemn expression as if waiting for the eighth beat of the Zhong Drum.

  At this moment, on the precipice, the sword energy is still surging, but at this moment, the sword energy is no longer arbitrary and rampant. Instead, it moves with the long sword in Lin Feng's hand, and wherever the sword points, the sword energy follows.

  "The momentum, the direction of the sword's momentum, annihilates everything." Lin Feng's face had a hint of a smile, this eight-sided drum was extremely strange, it seemed that only by breaking its momentum with an even stronger attacking force could one make the drum sound, just like Lin Feng at this moment, using his sword's momentum to attack it with an even greater force than the rebounding momentum, and thus making it resonate.

  "Now I've struck the seventh bell, and with this last one, it's eight bells ringing in unison. I should have perfectly passed the Bell Drum Cliff trial." Lin Feng thought to himself, still thinking that this was the easiest trial of Tianyan Cliff.

  The long sword was drawn, its solemn and murderous aura merged into one, as it breathed out cold gleams on the blade.

  "Give me a sound." With a loud shout, the sword energy transformed into a dazzling stream of light, rushing towards the last face of the bell drum.

  "Clang!" The eighth chime of the bell drum shook the sky above Yunhai Sect, lingering on without stopping. Lin Feng's martial spirit behind him disappeared, and he directly fell to the ground with a thud, then lay down on the ground.

  "With this, we should be able to get the Dan medicine and treat Han Man's injuries." Lin Feng's face, which had used up all his strength, revealed a brilliant smile.

  A loud rumbling sound came, and the stone wall opened, revealing a figure walking out from inside. To everyone's surprise, it was that old man in black robes.

  Seeing the old man in black, Lin Feng got up again and asked him: "Senior, does this count as passing the test? Can I get the elixir I need?"

  Kong Lao was taken aback by the pure smile in Lin Feng's eyes, and for a moment, his long-stagnant heart stirred with an unusual emotion. Perhaps Lin Feng himself didn't realize what he had done; what he wanted wasn't this unprecedented honor, but just a single dan medicine to treat his friend's injuries.

  "Of course." The old man in black nodded, took out a bottle of medicinal pellets from his body and threw it to Lin Feng: "There are some healing pellets inside, one is enough to treat your friend's injury. As for the rest, keep them for yourself, maybe you'll need them someday."

  "Thank you, senior." Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. According to the black-robed old man's words, one pellet of medicine would be enough to treat Han Mian's injuries, so the preciousness of this medicine was evident. Yet, the other party had given him a whole bottle. Lin Feng didn't suspect the black-robed old man's words either; with his identity and strength, did he need to use such means to deceive him?

  "This is what you deserve through the trial, but remember, don't mention to anyone what happened during the Zhong Drum Absolute Wall trial." Kong Lao cautioned, Lin Feng's eightfold cultivation of Qi Wu Jing resonated with the eight-sided drum, regardless of how Lin Feng did it, his talent that broke the Yunhai Sect's history was undeniable, and Kong Lao didn't want Lin Feng to be targeted by those with ill intentions.

  In the Snow Moon Country, the major sects secretly hunted down exceptionally talented but still immature disciples of other sects, and this was not a rare occurrence. Today, Lin Feng rang the bell signaling the rise of the Cloud Sea Sect, undoubtedly making him one of the first targets that some sects would want to hunt down.

  "Good." Lin Feng nodded his head, although he wasn't clear what the old man in black was getting at.

  The old man in black robes raised his head and said towards the distance: "Old North, take him back."

  Lin Feng was stunned, this place was a cliff and a precipice, the line of sight only left the mountain wall, but the black-robed old man would not talk to the air.

  "Alright, old ghost, you can go back." A voice came from the cliff between the mountains. Lin Feng looked up and immediately saw a black dot jumping down from the sky. This black dot had a pair of huge wings, snow-white fantasy wings, which were actually crane's wings.

  "A martial arts master can tread on air and walk in the void, I didn't expect to find such a strong person in Yunhai Sect." Lin Feng's heart was racing with excitement, but he immediately felt a gust of wind sweep over him, almost making it impossible for him to stand firm.

  Flying sand and walking gravel, the crane's figure descended onto the precipice, causing Lin Feng's pupils to slightly condense, it was him!

  The figure that appeared was recognized by Lin Feng, and it turned out to be the Guardian Elder of Xingchen Pavilion. At this moment, the Guardian Elder had not a single hint of his usual languid and lazy demeanor, and his eyes shone with a sharp light, as if he had an aura that could swallow dragons and snakes.

  "The guardian of Xingchen Pavilion is indeed extraordinary." At this time, Lin Feng's speculation became even more certain.

  "Hey kiddo, let me introduce you. This old fellow is one of the guardians of Yunhai Sect, just call him Kong Lao. As for me, I'm also a guardian of the sect, you can call me Bei Lao." The old man seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood. A sect's guardian held a special position within the sect, even the sect master had to show them respect.

  But those who can become guardians have a loyalty to the sect that is far beyond what others can match. In their hearts, there is only the sect. Lin Feng struck the eight-sided drum, and Bei Lao couldn't help but be delighted.

  "Northern Elder, Void Elder." Lin Feng smiled slightly at the two of them. The two guardians of the sect should be considered top-notch existences within the sect.

  Kong Lao nodded silently and turned to walk towards the stone wall. A moment later, the stone wall opened, and Kong Lao's figure disappeared into the darkness.

  "That old ghost stays in that broken hole every day, and it's rare to say a word in a few days. He's already become numb." Beilao shook his head and pulled Lin Feng along: "Let's go too."

  The martial soul of the crane reappeared, and a gust of wind swept through space. Lin Feng felt his body lift off the ground, looking down at the emptiness beneath him, he had a dreamlike feeling. In his past life, who would have dared to imagine that he could soar through the skies without relying on any flying objects?

  However, in the Jiuxiao Continent, powerful strength can make a warrior look down on heaven and earth.