At this moment, inside the Zen Temple.
An ancient bronze bell hung within an empty hall.
Beneath it sat a middle-aged monk cross-legged, his face twisted in savagery.
His eyes were wide open, as though he could clearly see every scene beyond the Zen Temple. Watching Li Yun swallow a Heavenly Heart Lotus Seed and swiftly restore his heavily depleted spiritual power, he ground his teeth in fury.
"Damn it!"
"I never thought that bastard would still have Heavenly Heart Lotus Seeds to replenish his spiritual power!"
"I really want to rush out and kill him right now... damn these hateful rules!"
"They gave me the chance to contaminate the Ancient Sky Zen Bell, yet confined me here so I cannot move even half a step. Otherwise, how could I let that brat be so arrogant..."
"Then let's see who can outlast whom. I want to see how many Heavenly Heart Lotus Seeds you have to replenish yourself with!"
Heavenly Heart Lotus Seeds were not cabbages growing in a field, available in whatever quantity one desired. The middle-aged monk firmly believed that once Li Yun ran out of Heavenly Heart Lotus Seeds, he would have no choice but to retreat obediently.
If he did not retreat obediently, then even if he possessed the spiritual power of the Core Condensation Realm, the monk could still take him down. Once that happened, if Li Yun stepped into the Zen Temple himself, it would be a dead end!
Time flew by as the middle-aged monk and Li Yun wore each other down.
Very soon, another half hour passed.
Feeling that his spiritual power had once again been severely depleted, Li Yun swallowed another Heavenly Heart Lotus Seed.
This sight made the middle-aged monk tremble with rage once more.
Outside.
Zhao Ziyue's expression had