The ringing could not only clear the mind, calm the spirit, and continuously restore spiritual power, but also disrupt an enemy's concentration and interfere with their spells.
She dared not rashly unleash the shell to bombard the profound ice, so countering him with the silver bell first was a prudent approach.
As the bell rang, the mocking smile on Hu Seventeen's face deepened.
He turned leisurely, his figure flickering as he transformed into a bald monk in monastic robes!
The monk was broad-backed and powerfully built, his gleaming bald head reflecting a deep blue sheen against the profound ice.
He opened his great mouth toward Cui Jiuyang and Li Mingyue and unleashed a deafening shout that thundered from his tongue: "Demon, how dare you run wild here!"
Buddhist Lion's Roar!
The shout struck like a thunderclap out of a clear sky, instantly drowning out and scattering the crisp ringing of the silver bell!
Moreover, the righteous Buddhist power within the Lion's Roar was overwhelmingly forceful, directly breaking the demonic spell in Li Mingyue's silver bell!
The silver bell gave a mournful cry, its light dimming as it flew back into Li Mingyue's bracelet.
Cui Jiuyang's gaze sharpened, and he formed a mudra!
He uttered a low command: "Break!"
A beam of golden light as thick as a copper coin shot from his hand, pierced precisely into the profound ice ahead, and drove fiercely through the bald monk's body!
Where the golden light passed, it pierced through the figure.
White smoke rose, and the burly monk's form vanished instantly like a bubble.
In his place appeared a frail woman of peerless beauty, looking pitiful and vulnerable.
Tears filled her eyes as she sobbed and pointed a slender, delicate finger at Cui Jiuyang, choking out an accusation: "You... how could you be