At the heavily guarded core where the Time Bell was being repaired, treasure light soared into the sky. Waves of ancient Dao Resonance waxed and waned, as though a supreme treasure from Ancient times was slowly awakening.
Everything seemed to be proceeding according to plan. The Cultivators of the Human Race and Demon Race were in high spirits and working with all their might.
But within the innermost circle, Fang Chen, Immortal Emperor Yun Yi, the Golden Roc Immortal Emperor, Immortal Emperor Yin-Yang, and the others had not let down their guard.
Inside the meeting Cave Abode, the atmosphere was tense.
"It's been a month and a half."
The Golden Roc Immortal Emperor scratched his head, irritation flashing through his golden eyes. "The outer Celestial Cycle Array is seventy percent complete, and we've made more than enough noise repairing the Time Bell. Why haven't those bastards made a move? Did Daoist Friend Fang Chen scare them out of their wits? Do they really not dare come?"
Immortal Emperor Yun Yi frowned slightly and tapped the jade tabletop. "The Five Clans have long legacies. They are no cowards. The Time Bell poses a real threat to them, and they would never sit by and do nothing. If they're still holding back, they must be waiting for something—or preparing something."
Immortal Emperor Yin-Yang spoke slowly, his voice carrying the weariness of one who had seen the world. "They're waiting for a moment when victory is certain. Last month, Daoist Friend Fang Chen slew Yun Li, overpowered the Four Emperors, and pinned them to pillars for all to see. His might is still too fresh in their minds. The Five Clans covet the Time Bell, but they fear Daoist Friend Fang Chen even more. They need a moment when his threat is weakened