The Locking Bell was indeed a treasure left by the Ancestor of the He Family, and its attack power was indeed formidable. The harder the Qi Liang Six Men attacked, the stronger the counterattack became, catching them off guard momentarily.
He Zhongtian and his companions looked on, breathing a sigh of relief, observing the situation as it seemed to hold.
The Locking Bell remained extremely strong, standing unwaveringly like a great general who guards a pass alone and keeps thousands at bay, immensely formidable.
The Qi Liang Six Men were somewhat unable to cope with it.
The Locking Bell, with a dragon head on its top and mountains and waterfalls carved on its back, seemed to come alive at this moment. The mountains and waterfalls filled the entire space within its cover, clearly depicting a battlefield.
As Qi Liang and the others witnessed this, their brows were furrowed with gravity. No matter how they attacked, it was futile against the formidable Locking Bell.
