Clang! Clang! Clang!
Suspended mid-air, the Divine Bell continued to emit colliding sounds, the shockwaves directly shattering the heaven and earth's Void, even returning the realm to a state of genuine Vacuum.
Streams of starlight constantly spilled from the Star Clock, once again manifesting the ancient starry sky, with old stars that followed age-old orbits spinning continuously, their starlight enveloping the Star Clock, neutralizing the impacts from the Saint Child of the Conquering Tribe.
At this moment, Xiao Chen felt four auras lock onto him directly, as if any slight movement from him would incur the tempestuous assault of these four auras.
