"Your Majesty, you have come wielding the Flowing Light Bell without a hint of sincerity," a hearty voice emanated from inside the Ancient Bronze Palace.
A blurry figure sat atop a high platform, never moving a fraction of an inch.
The dust stirred up by the bell's tolling settled back down under the influence of the voice.
Ha!
Liang Hui sneered.
He felt the profound malice from the other party the moment he arrived at this place.
If that was the case, there was no point in idle chatter.
With the Flowing Light Bell above his head, he strode forward, Eternal Radiance swirling around his figure, devoid of its usual gentleness, emanating a fierce dominance.
As if all spirits were kneeling before it.
With every step, his momentum increased manifold, causing the Ancient Bronze Palace to tremble continuously, tiny cracks emerging on its surface.
"I'm looking forward to the reliance you boast of!"
Thud!
