A palm-sized Tian Yin Bell suppressed the upper reaches of the evil Qi abyss. If one did not pay attention, they would not even be able to discover it at all.
It was exquisite and compact, giving the impression of merely an object to be held in one's hand and played with. Yet, its existence suppressed the surging evil Qi so that it could not rush out of the abyss to ravage the mortal world.
In a trance, it seemed like a condensed miniature world, containing power that startled the soul!
The Tian Yin Bell was powerful as it was, but its aura was gentle. It lacked the strong aggressiveness and oppressive feeling characteristic of other divine weapons.
What a wondrous feeling... Qing He, who sat at the side with her eyes closed, murmured softly.
Bai Yang withdrew his gaze from the Tian Yin Bell, looked at her, and asked, "What did Qing He sense?"
"I felt that the Tian Yin Bell was emitting a benevolent and gentle sound at every moment. The evil Qi rushing out from the abyss wasn't being blocked, but rather purified and made to vanish by the chime of the Tian Yin Bell. In the face of that benevolent chime, the evil Qi was like white snow meeting a blazing sun, purified without a trace," Qing He answered with her eyes closed.
Bai Yang frowned slightly. He did not hear the so-called beautiful chime.
"Little sister Qing He, why can't we hear the chime?" Little Cat asked the doubt in Bai Yang's heart.
Qing He thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps it's because I am a disciple of the Tian Yin Sect myself and practice its cultivation method. It's also possible that when my master left behind the Tian Yin Bell, it was specifically