Space split open as a broken bell appeared in the air. It was the Eastern Wasteland Bell’s true body.

Countless runes circulated around it, and images appeared on the bell’s surface. It was possible to see mountains, plains, birds, fish, and beasts. Those were scenes thriving with vitality.

It was like the Eastern Wasteland Bell was its own world. As soon as it appeared, heaven and earth changed color.

The world became still. Long Chen realized that no one was capable of moving. Even the King item’s attacks launching through the air came to a stop.

“Long Chen, have you thought this through? This karma is not so easy to bear,” warned the Eastern Wasteland Bell as solemnly as possible.

“I have. Whatever karma arises because of this, I will bear it. From the moment Little Snow died, I swore I wouldn’t restrain myself. I will put my life on the line against my enemies, and if I can give up my life, what else is there to worry about?” Long Chen stared at the ancient race ‘statues’ in front of him.

Seeing their sinister, cruel smiles, they seemed especially ugly now.

“Alright then!”

The Eastern Wasteland Bell stopped revolving....