The Ghost General [Gui]

"Jingle, jingle, jingle!!"

The moment Golden Toad Son took out the Three Pure Bell, there was no longer any need for him and Dai Long to fight.

Three clear rings sounded.

Three visible ripples spread through the air. In an instant, it seemed as though countless Daoists were chanting scriptures all around them.

Everywhere the ripples passed became peaceful and tranquil, as if the world itself had found some kind of balance.

Xiao Ran noticed the commotion too.

He looked toward Golden Toad Son and felt that an unknown fortune seemed to be blessing him. It was as if Golden Toad Son had become the favored protagonist of the world. His immense fortune formed a powerful force of suppression, subduing everything around him, both matter and magic.

Even Xiao Ran's side was affected a little, but fortunately, they were far enough away that the effect was slight.

As for the Yin soldiers charging over, Golden Toad Son tossed out a talisman. Its light flashed, and in an instant, every last one of them was wiped out.

"What is that little bull-nosed Daoist up to?"

Xiao Ran's gaze focused on the bell in Golden Toad Son's hand.

The bell's body was shaped like a clock, but its handle resembled a trident. A dragon was engraved on one side and a tiger on the other, along with the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Peaks. The whole thing was simple and rounded. At a glance, it seemed naturally formed, as if it were a creation of heaven and earth.

"What a treasure. Just how many treasures does that bull-nosed Daoist have in his pockets?"

A trace of confusion crossed Xiao Ran's mind.

If you said Golden Toad Son wasn't strong, then based on that display alone, he was better than any novice—and perhaps