Chen Ziyu revealed a prideful look with disdain, “Trash… you can’t even take three of my moves.”

When he finished speaking, he passed through the barrier and left. But Lin Yun didn’t move because he knew that the old man would attack him with the Profound Note Bell if he dared to move.

At this moment, he finally knew what shame truly meant. Looking at the old man, his eyes flashed as he barked, “Old geezer, do you dare to tell me your name?”

The old man was briefly stunned by Lin Yun’s cold gaze before he sneered, “Why wouldn’t I? You’re a dead person anyway. My name is Chen Wangye!”

When he finished, he began to form seals with his hands. The Profound Note Bell lit up with runes on its surface, which made Lin Yun’s soul feel like it was being torn apart. Each ring was like a thousand hammers that slammed against him....