"He had not failed to refine it; he simply could not," Xu Zimo said calmly.
Looking at Sikong Zhaixing and the others' expressions, Xu Zimo only felt that they were hopelessly foolish.
Did they think the Beginningless Bell was invincible?
That it could refine whoever it wanted?
High in the sky, the Beginningless Bell, held aloft by Xu Zimo, was also utterly helpless. It did not answer their questions.
By now, it could not even be bothered to pay attention to Sikong Zhaixing and the others.
It had already resigned itself to its fate.
With the strength Xu Zimo had displayed, it was afraid that it was no longer his match. Even whether the entire Beginningless City could continue to exist remained unknown.
The Beginningless Bell did not dare think any further, for the consequences were more than they could bear.
"Forget it, forget it," the Beginningless Bell said.
"Back then, the Imperial Lord showed me kindness. When my wisdom began to evolve, it had remained stagnant due to insufficient energy."
"It was the Imperial Lord who helped me complete my transformation."
"Now, no matter the outcome, I can only repay the Imperial Lord's grace by being smashed to pieces."
Hearing this, it was clear that the Beginningless Bell had already resolved to fight to the death.
Whether the Beginningless Bell could survive or not, it was unwilling to live on alone.
"My lord!" Sikong Zhaixing and the others' faces changed drastically. One after another, they fell to their knees and cried out repeatedly.
"How could it come to this? How could it come to this?!"
How could they possibly fail to understand what the Beginningless Bell meant?
If the Beginningless Bell died, how could they possibly have any way to live?
"Opportunities and risks have always existed side by