Close Friends (Second Update!)

The deep, resonant toll of the bell was like a massive stone cast into a pond, stirring layer upon layer of translucent ripples that spread in every direction.

The United Heart Ghost Hand Zheng Que had struck the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell with collapsed the instant the chime rang out!

The ghost creature from Iron Tree Hell had only charged halfway when it abruptly froze. The next moment, it plummeted from the air.

Bang!

The ghost creature slammed heavily into the ground. Its soul body swayed violently, and its once-solid ghostly form now flickered like a dying candle in the wind. It could not even rise.

At the same time, Zheng Que stood motionless in midair, still holding the pose of striking the bell.

After a long while, the surroundings remained deathly silent, save for the bitter Yin wind that whipped his robes with a rustle. He finally caught his breath and immediately looked down at the Iron Tree Hell ghost creature below.

The recoil from the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell had nearly shattered the soul puppet he controlled!

If not for the power of the Belly Specter bolstering it, this soul puppet of his would never have survived.

More importantly, this recoil could actually pass through his soul puppet and injure his true body!

The side effects are a little severe!

The bell itself won't hurt me, but the recoil from striking it is more than this shell can bear!

A soul puppet can ring it twice at most before its soul scatters and vanishes.

If my true body were here, I should be able to strike it four times.

If my true body swallowed the Belly Specter, I could add another two strikes...

With that thought, Zheng Que carried the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell and slowly descended from midair, landing beside