White Deer Academy, within a private chamber.
Wang Chen sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, fiddling with the golden bell in his hand.
The Bell of Ten Thousand Beasts.
It was this very trinket that granted a mere Transcendent cultivator the power to command tens of thousands of fierce beasts.
Included among them were several seventh-tier beast kings.
Although in the face of Wang Chen's Myriad Thunder Array, even a seventh-tier fierce beast would easily be defeated, the Bell of Ten Thousand Beasts was undeniably a rare magical treasure.
It was a pity that it had clearly exhausted its energy, its entire body dim and lackluster, making it look no different from an ordinary copper bell.
"Director..."
A sudden voice of urgency came from outside the door, "Many people have gathered outside the academy, clamoring to send their children here for education, and the guarding martial masters can hardly hold them back!"
Ha-ha!
