"Clang clang clang!"
Wu Qiyuan had no time to think further, forcefully suppressing the overwhelming horror in his heart, seeing the terrifying sea of fire, vast as the ocean, rushing toward him. He hurriedly urged the Nine Heavens Jade Bell, producing one resounding bell sound after another.
The bell sound was grand and majestic, shaking the heavens, like the Buddhist bell guarding the Great Thunder Sound Temple, purifying all distractions of those who face it directly, leading them to enlightenment and Buddhahood. It seemed also like King Yan's death knell in the Palace of the Underworld, each sound urging one's soul to scatter!
The spectators were watching with blood boiling, wishing they could replace Mu Jinyu in battling bloodily against Wu Qiyuan to achieve the supreme reputation as the number one of the younger generation.
