Liang Zhihuan watched as Iron Granny shook the Soul Chasing Bell for the second time while he was still looking up information about the Qingye Sect's Soul Chasing Bell.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more terrifying the Soul Chasing Bell seemed.
"Qingxuan, I hope you can stop in time, turn back and repent. I don't want this to happen."
In his opinion, Ning Qingxuan would definitely not be able to withstand the second Soul Chasing Bell.
The bell's ring sounded like a demonic tune, lasting a full ten minutes!
When Iron Granny finally put down the bell, Liang Zhihuan asked anxiously, "How is it? Has the Queen returned?"
Iron Granny had beads of sweat on her forehead, and her facial muscles twitched a few times: "Not yet!"
"Not yet? She actually withstood it? You said the pain from the Soul Chasing Bell is like having one's brain gouged out. How could a delicate girl like her possibly withstand such pain?"
