Ling Tian and the others needed not only ample time to improve their cultivation, but also to keep expanding their Small Worlds until they became miniature universes. So they would have to find a balance for themselves: while providing Origin Power to the Great Bell, they also had to strengthen their own Small Worlds as much as possible. But strengthening a Small World required Origin Power. Ling Tian wasn't worried, though, because he believed Chi Xue and the others would find that balance.
Next, Ling Tian planned to release Chi Xue and the others so they could cultivate with the Great Bell's help. He could also try to establish a connection with the bell while cultivating, and get it to recognize him as its master. Just then, however, a cultivator opened his eyes and shouted, "Get out!" Clearly, he was trying to drive Ling Tian away.
Of course, the man did more than shout. As he roared, terrifying pressure surged out of him. Clearly, he wanted to use his overwhelming presence to scare Ling Tian—a cultivator who hadn't even reached the Thirty-third Heaven of Near-Saint—into leaving. But pressure of this degree could barely affect Ling Tian. He didn't even take a single step back. The furious cultivator was visibly stunned. He couldn't understand it. Even without attacking directly, his presence, backed by his mid-stage Thirty-fourth Heaven of Near-Saint cultivation, should have put immense pressure on Ling Tian and forced him back.
Yet not only had his intimidation failed to make Ling Tian retreat, Ling Tian had even taken a step forward. The pressure he released had been like a stone sinking into the sea, without raising so much as a ripple. Naturally, this astonished the man—especially since he could clearly sense that Ling Tian was only at the peak of