Twenty-three chimes—he had long since surpassed Jin Shengtian's record!
Jin Shengtian's brows furrowed beneath the stage, his pupils contracting. "Twenty-three chimes... He can still continue? How is that possible?"
Twenty-five chimes!
It surpassed the limits of understanding of every prodigy present!
Wang Mang's face turned livid as he clenched his fists. "Twenty-five chimes?! How profound must his foundation be?"
Even at his limit, he had only managed eleven chimes. This man had the qualifications to threaten his cousin in the future.
Yi Deng rolled the prayer beads in his hand and murmured, "Amitabha. Benefactor Chu's talent is peerless. I am inferior."
The Dao Bell continued to ring without stopping.
Twenty-seven chimes!
A strange light flickered repeatedly in the Heavenly Phoenix Girl's beautiful eyes. "Twenty-seven chimes... No one in the Barren Domain has reached this threshold in nearly a hundred thousand years."
"He has already tied the record of one of the academy's founding ancestors, the Nine Suns Sacred Ancestor!"
Yet the bell had still not fallen silent.
Twenty-eight chimes! Twenty-nine chimes! Thirty chimes!
When the thirtieth chime rang out, fine, naturally formed chaotic Dao patterns emerged across the surface of the Dao Bell. It let out a deep, pleasant hum, as though cheering and paying homage!
Thirty chimes!
He had shattered the record of all ages!
Thirty chimes—it was simply too shocking. Even Zhan Tianxing, the Second Sequence of the Heavenly God Academy, had only achieved twenty chimes.
Di Jiuyou, ranked first on the Barren Heavenly God Ranking, had only managed twenty-five chimes.
Chu Jiang slowly withdrew his fist. Turning his head, he looked at a steward in charge of recordkeeping not far away, who had already turned to stone, and asked calmly:
"By the way, how many chimes was this bell's record?"
The steward shuddered all over, as if