In the room, Wei Fan felt the Golden Bell within him vibrating steadily, with the Tiger Roar and Dragon's Chant resounding.
Originally, the Purple Supreme True Qi and Golden Bell were distinct and unrelated, but now every time the Supreme True Qi circulated, a part of it was absorbed by the Golden Bell.
On the inner wall of the Golden Bell, in addition to the former Tiger Soul, there was now a dragon shape.
This dragon was entirely golden, flaunting its claws, exuding a supreme aura, its long body encircling the Golden Bell.
The only flaw was that its eyes were still closed, lacking the liveliness of the Tiger Soul.
"Finally, there's another change. It wasn't in vain that I've poured so much power into it!"
By now, he's invested a total of two hundred and fifty years of power into the Golden Bell Shield; things like Sword Intent, he's only just invested one hundred and fifty years.
Wei Fan exited the introspective state without summoning the Golden Bell.
