Wu Yuting smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid things will go against our wishes. Everything has its own destined connections. With the Demon Alliance about to return, how could these ruins appearing now be without cause?"
Zuo Changlu shook his head without speaking, his expression unusually somber.
In the early hours, the air was especially cold, right up until the moment dawn broke.
A bell suddenly rang out, distant and clear. It seemed to sound at the edge of the sky, beyond the Nine Heavens, and yet also... within everyone's heart.
The expressions of Zuo Changlu and his wife changed abruptly.
"What was that sound?"
Wu Yuting's spirit trembled, her beautiful eyes fixed on the distance. "To think it was so powerful. A corner of the Dao Realm Shackles within my heart had already broken, but that single Bell Toll actually shattered another corner of what remained!"
Zuo Changlu gave a string of bitter chuckles, shaking his head again and again.
"Things really have gone against our wishes. Whatever we fear comes knocking."
"And of all things, it's the Demon Alliance's ruins that have appeared."
His face full of bitterness, Zuo Changlu said, "From time immemorial until now, there has only ever been one Bell Toll whose slightest sound could affect our Dao hearts!"
"The Eastern Emperor Bell!?!" Wu Yuting blurted out in shock.
Her gaze instantly grew deep, and then she could not help turning back to look at the villa.
Inside... were her son and daughter... they were still in the prime of their youth...
If the Eastern Emperor really had returned...
"Don't worry," Zuo Changlu said softly. "That wasn't the Eastern Emperor ringing the bell himself. Otherwise, how could the disturbance be limited to this? I suspect it should be a secret realm of the Demon Race. As for