This copper bell was only the size of a palm, designed with an ancient simplicity and bursting with spiritual light from within; its surface was engraved with countless tiny True Seal Talisman Scripts as fine as ants.
Wang Chen had experienced its formidable power—if it weren't for the True Form Chart of the Mystical Mirage Dragon shielding him, he would have been suppressed on the spot.
Now that the chief culprit had turned to ash, this magical treasure still remained defiant and unruly in Wang Chen's hands, exuding a sense of resistance.
"This is simple," the little ding said after toying with the copper bell for a moment.
Normally, Wang Chen would have no chance of utilizing True Person Ye's lifebound magic treasure.
Even the little ding could only melt it down for materials.
That would truly be a waste of heavenly gifts.
But as it happened, Wang Chen had obtained True Person Ye's Golden Core, and it was in perfect condition.