This bell asked the immortal and also asked the heart.
If the heart was sincere, the bell would ring.
From the moment Ning Yan knelt down until now, his mentality had been changing. When he knocked into the Immortal Seeking Bell and the bell rang, his soul seemed to have been cleansed.
This purification was cruel. It was like the struggle before a caterpillar transformed into a butterfly. His face was covered in blood and his internal organs were churning. At this moment, he barely lifted his head and looked at the palace above.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the expressionless and dignified Human Emperor sitting in the center of the palace.
"I didn't do it."
Ning Yan's hoarse voice landed on the square and in everyone's hearts until his body tilted and he fainted.
