An Le, who had evaporated his sweat, felt refreshed. At this moment, he was like a Sword Immortal walking out from the side of the Sword Bell.
Everyone's gaze landed on the young man who had created the miracle of the Sword Pool Palace.
The bell rang thirty-six times. It was simply unbelievable!
Su Muzhe's eyes sparkled with excitement. She now believed in Zhao Huangting's words that An Le could bring hope to the Sword Pool Palace.
Zhao Huangting's eyes were filled with gratification, and a smug smile hung on his lips.
Beside him was Wan Jieliu, who was shirtless. Wan Jieliu looked straight at An Le with excitement.
In addition, on the limestone path, the Sword Pool Palace disciples who were originally brewing the mood to ring the bell had fanatical, excited, and respectful gazes.
After the bell rang 36 times, he could be treated as the Sword Immortal!
At this moment, the young man was the Sword Immortal in their hearts!
