"Isn't it just because you covet a spirit root on me? And you speak so righteously... Such a hypocritical old thing!"
Ignoring the increasingly ugly expression on the other's face, Gu Yuan snorted coldly, "Yang Spirit... Ha, what of the Yang Spirit? Since you want to make a move against me, you should be prepared to pay the price!"
As he spoke, an ancient bronze bell suddenly appeared in Gu Yuan's hand.
The bell was primitive, covered with intricate patterns, exuding a mysterious aura.
It was Gu Yuan's Taiyi Golden Bell!
At this moment, under Gu Yuan's activation, the Taiyi Golden Bell rapidly began to expand, and in the blink of an eye, it had swelled into a bronze bell the size of a house, emanating a grand and solemn aura.
Then, without hesitation, Gu Yuan raised his hand and slapped it directly.
DONG!!!
In an instant, the sound of the bell rang out, clear and grand, filled with terrifying might!
