At 10:47 a.m., on Luo Dehua Commercial Street, on the glass curtain wall of a skyscraper.
Ke Xiaomo and the Sect Master craned their necks, looking far off at the calamity dragon breed trapped within the ancient bronze bell.
It rammed into the body of the bell with near insanity, striking depression after depression into the surface of the giant bell, its savage roars interweaving with the booming of the bell.
The sounds nearly filled the entire world, thundering into Ke Xiaomo's ears like rolling thunder.
"You've been hiding this from me... for an entire half a month."
Ke Xiaomo hung his head low, his eyes shielded by his hanging hair. He asked gloomily, his shadow sword in hand crumbling away, turning into wisps and strands of shadow that fell to his fingertips.
"Yes, I feared you would make the wrong choice," the Sect Master murmured.
"But haven't you always taught me that nothing is more important than the people by your side?"
