"Clang!"
"Clang clang!"
The ancient bell, covered in dense, intricate curse marks, emitted a series of rapid, intensely piercing vibrations, making one feel like their skull was about to split open, as if wearing a Golden Hoop and having Tang Seng recite the Tightening Ring Spell.
Mu Jinyu almost suffered again, but under the influence of the Mystical Little Tree, his soul remained unharmed in the end.
He understood very well that this ancient bell was a spiritual treasure specifically targeting soul-based attacks.
He then dodged the incoming slashes from the Dragon Emperor Sword while glancing back at Wen Rou and the other two standing in the restricted area, finding they were also unharmed, allowing him to completely relax.
"Die!"
