Saint Qingyuan said to everyone, "These Bell Trees are all over a million years old. A forest this large must have drawn in plenty of powerful Sacred Beasts. The Tree Slaves should appear soon. Let's pick the Bell Fruit first!"
"Right!"
Everyone nodded and flew toward the crowns of the Bell Trees.
As soon as the Bell Trees sensed people approaching their fruit, the ringing of the Bell Fruit grew louder. But everyone from the Glazed Sword Sect carried a Primordial Limitless Pearl, so they had nothing to fear from the sound.
Reaching the crowns, they immediately summoned their Saint Weapons and cut down the strings of fruit.
The Wind Chime Fruit grew in clusters, like bells threaded onto a cord. Each string stretched hundreds of yards, and every fruit was as large as a house.
Only after cutting the Bell Fruit free could they put it into Storage Space.
Saint Ziwei and the others were still outside the Wind Chime Fruit Forest.
"Fellow Daoist Ziwei, should we go in?"
The people accompanying Saint Ziwei all looked up at him.
Saint Ziwei frowned slightly. "The Bell Trees' ringing is a powerful attack. I advise anyone below the Five Tribulation Saint level to stay out. Go in, and you bear the consequences!"
"Understood!"
The Saints nodded. Of their group, only a hundred had cultivation above the Five Tribulation Saint level.
Saint Ziwei told the two Saints behind him, "You two stay and protect the others. Everyone who wants to enter, come with me. Once we're inside, if you feel you can't hold on, don't force it. Get out immediately!"
"Yes!"
They answered at once.
Saint Ziwei then led a hundred Saints into the Wind Chime Forest.
The moment they entered, a powerful Spatial Pressure bore down on them. The intense ringing