Fear spread like the plague, rapidly disseminating, the panic grew larger, and the cries grew heavier, causing the chaos to become even harder to quell than before.
Ding-ling.
A bell chimed, spreading out, the sound of the bell was light and ethereal, like a gentle spring flowing through, seemingly soothing all agitation, gradually calming people's hearts.
Daoist Lin and the others stared at the Sanqing Bell in Qin Liuxi's hand, their eyes gleaming. It was the Sanqing Bell, and this single chime contained Daoist intent; if it weren't for the dire circumstances, they would have all wanted to sit down and meditate on it.
Qin Liuxi shook the bell a few times, seeing the chaos subside, and immediately gave Daoist Lin a reassuring look.
Everything was carried out in an orderly manner.
