The bell-shaped magical treasure instantly expanded rapidly, transforming into a ten-zhang tall golden bell that sheltered everyone within, and immediately, the eight of Situ Kuiseng quickly gestured to stabilize the bell-shaped magical treasure. Yet, even with the combined efforts of eight Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators, the golden bell still emitted a resonant hum.
It was as if countless unseen hands in the black mist were incessantly pounding on it.
"Damn these ghosts!" a middle-aged man with fiery red hair couldn't help but curse under his breath, "Even a top-grade magical artifact can be shaken by them. If the eight of us weren't stabilizing the Golden Gong Bell together, it probably wouldn't last a quarter of an hour."
"They've grown stronger."
Situ Kuiseng spoke.
This statement instantly silenced the other six Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators.
