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Dong—
Dong—
Just as he was about to enter meditation, a bell tolled—seemingly from the depths of the cosmos, yet as though it were right beside his ear.
"That bell again."
Jiang Yan recalled the several tragedies that bell had caused before.
"Which toll was this again?"
As Jiang Yan wondered, he heard hushed discussion near his ear.
"Did you hear that? It's the Four Directions Bell. Looks like the realm gate is about to open!"
"Right, how many times has the Four Directions Bell rung lately?"
"The seventh time!"
"What? It's already rung seven times!"
The speakers sighed and muttered, "Ha... if only we could enter the Four Directions Realm. Even if we didn't fight for opportunities, simply cultivating in there would be a hundred times better than this Secret Realm."
"Who wouldn't agree? Unfortunately, the key to the Four Directions Realm is a death warrant. Without sufficient strength, holding it just means waiting to die."
Their words were full of yearning for the so-called Four Directions Realm. For a time, they even wasted their expensive cultivation time in the Secret Realm.
Listening to them, Jiang Yan thought, Looks like I need to retrieve that Realm Stone drifting through the starry sky.
Using Jungle Law, he sensed it and discovered that the Four Directions Realm Stone was moving at high speed.
Its trail was elusive, its location ever-changing.
Presumably, some unlucky fellow had obtained the Four Directions Realm Stone, only for the bell to draw powerhouses from every side. They must be fleeing for their life right now.
When the ninth bell fell, the realm gate would rise.
The closer it came to the ninth bell, the fiercer the battle for ownership of the Realm Stone became.
When the final bell rang, it would likely stir up countless