The third floor was terrifyingly quiet. It was empty without any decorations, and it only had an ordinary stone platform.
Ding…
The bell rang again.
Following the sound, Gu Changqing saw a small copper bell on the stone platform. As if it had been eroded by time, the bell had long lost its original luster and only left behind dull lead.
Ding…
As if afraid that Gu Changqing wouldn't notice it, it rang again. Who had deliberately left such a bronze bell here? Does it have any special meaning?
He walked to the side of the stone platform and picked the bell up. After observing it with his spiritual energy, he didn't find anything unusual.
"Huh?!"
Gu Changqing was suddenly startled, a sense of crisis that had not appeared for a long time surging in his heart.
