"Yang Jian, don't think that just because you're a disciple of Changsheng Palace, I wouldn't dare do anything to you!"
Guangchengzi spoke coldly, none of his previous politeness remaining.
"What can you do to me?"
Yang Jian was thoroughly disdainful. "If you want to fight, then fight. Hesitating like a woman is truly disgraceful!"
"Take this!"
How could Guangchengzi endure that? He immediately attacked again, and the Pangu Banner came hurtling down upon Yang Jian's head.
"Damn it!"
Yang Jian roared.
He had only observed it from afar before, but now that he faced it at close range, he realized that the power of this Innate Spiritual Treasure had exceeded his expectations.
"I was a bit too overconfident this time."
Yang Jian struggled against the Pangu Banner's oppressive might. He had caught Guangchengzi off guard earlier, but now he no longer had such an opportunity.
Seeing that he was about to be suppressed, Yang Jian was frantic. What should he do?
Just then, a voice resounded through the void.
Immediately afterward, a great bell appeared before Yang Jian.
"The Eastern Emperor Bell!"
Everyone focused their eyes and instantly recognized it, utterly astonished.
The appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell caught everyone completely off guard.
"Didn't the Eastern Emperor Bell ultimately fall into the hands of Di Xin, that disciple of Changsheng Palace? How did it appear here?"
"That's right. Could it be that Di Xin sent it here to help his Senior Disciple Brother?"
"That must be it. The disciples of Changsheng Palace have always been close. It's merely a spiritual treasure, after all."
Everyone discussed it heatedly, their words brimming with envy for the bonds among Changsheng Palace's disciples, which far surpassed those of every sect in the primordial world.
Especially Human Emperor Di Xin—sending a bell across a